In a muddle
I'm rather relieved that Steven Johnson gets as upset about AV equipment as I do.
I've spent the last few years assuming that I was a fairly clued-up sort of fella when it came to technology and gadgets. I hadn't met a device I couldn't get my head round, not until recently.
Now we've got a Freeview box and a VCR/DVD-R machine, I find the simple process of recording telly to be beyond me. Just trying to get an episode of Doctor Who on tape requires several minutes of serious concentration on my part, and the nagging feeling afterwards that I've done it wrong.
Telly is so complicated now. We have just the three remotes, which is bareable but pretty stupid when you stop to think about it. The mess of cables at the back, and the interconnections between Scart and AV and audio sockets leaves me more in a spin than any computer I've ever dealt with.
No wonder I spend increasing amounts of time in the kitchen with my radio.
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