The band I like are fictional

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Most people will know the band on the left, Sleepy Gene at least will recognise the band on the right.

Still no telly. Here’s the story: on Tuesday afternoon, lightning hit the transmitter that serves my area, causing a fire. Because the transmitter is a tubular one, it took a few hours to put out. It hasn’t been fixed, because they don’t know if it’s structurally sound (as a sign of how big it is, there’s a 200 metre exclusion zone around it). Some people do have TV and radio service from another transmitter, but it doesn’t reach many people really.

They’re looking for a suitable site nearby to put up a temporary transmitter. A wrinkle is that the transmitter is in a site of specific scientific interest, so they’ll need permission to put the temp transmitter up. All in, might be the end of next week before I get services resumed. Might. The temp transmitter is 80 metres tall, which means it might not reach everywhere.

Thankfully, I have my downloads, I have my streaming services (I’ve just finished rewatching Cruel Summer) and I have Spotify. I usually play one of my playlists, but at the moment I’m relistening to The Drop Out and relistened to WeDrop.

Yesterday I had big plans for my day. Then I ended up sleeping most of the day. Still got my shopping done, but I didn’t get for a swim and I missed the chance to shop for mums birthday present. I need to go into town on wednesday for an appointment, so I’ll shop then.

Made up for it today. I decided to go to Stewart Park to have a look at the farmers market. For as long as I’ve lived here (21 years now) I’ve never actually been to the park, so I loaded up If It Bleeds, It Leads (excellent true crime podcast I highly recommend) and started walking.

Here’s some pics: