20th February, 2026.
It’s officially official: it’s pay day, today.
Or, at least, the day I receive my PIP, my Personal Independence Payment.
I would love to go get some shopping.
But … ?
I’m expecting an engineer to turn up, today, between eight and one.
He’s the chap who’s here to see to the communal aerial.
Hopefully, he’ll be here, soon: and able to do something, quickly.
Given what I think the issue is, he should just have to change a cable.
But I could be wrong.
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Right or wrong … ?
It’s annoying: for a couple of reasons.
One … ?
Under normal circumstances, I occasionally have to re-tune my TV, if the signal goes funny.
Under normal circumstances, I only need to do that, once every, what?
Every three or four weeks, or so.
At the moment?
I have to do it, every time I switch on the TV: or switch from the AppleTV signal, to the aerial signal.
A dozen times or more, since reporting the problem.
It’s frustrating.
More so, than you think, actually.
Usually, when writing these posts, I have the TV turned off.
It’s intrusive.
But, at the moment, I’ve got Radio Four on: and the TV on mute: because I don’t want to retune it, again..
That’s still loud enough to be distracting, however quiet it may be and however mild a distraction others may find it.
Frustrating?
You bet: it’s an itch I can’t scratch.
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