I went to Asda this afternoon. Always a massive mistake on a Sunday, as the whole of Bristol seems to descend upon Longwell Green, for a family outing.
The reason for my trip was not to buy groceries, though. As the TV adverts and junk mail through my letterbox keep reminding me, the West Country is ‘going digital’ this month. Apparently, this means if I wish to watch Match of the Day, Harry Hill’s TV Burp and the show where the bloke shouts “BRING ON THE WALL”, I need to buy a Freeview box.
With my birthday coming up, I was bought a such a box by my dad. Having tested Freeview before in my flat, I can confirm it does not work. Great. However, both the nice chap in Curry’s and the robot on the advertising campaign, assure me that on the date of the switchover (24th March), I will be able to get digital television.
Fingers crossed, otherwise the robot gets it.
