Catch Up Sunday

Woke up with an old man's neck early this morning, and the old bugger was making sure I wasn't getting back to sleep because of it either.

So, with the contrary weather still insisting on being a barrier to outdoor activity, a day of catch-up TV, old films, radio and music videos was the alternative. Having recently dumped as much of our sneakily sky-rocketing Sky subscription as the kids would allow, and managing to find an alternative internet supplier that could provide a useable service (15 devices being juggled by our panting wee router just now, 1Mb was never going to cut it), we've moved on to being able to pick and choose what, and when, to watch and listen to our entertainment from a bit of a wider selection than Mr. Murdoch would allow. One of these black boxes, a couple of Chromecasts, games consoles and various other bits and pieces that stream to phones, tablets and TVs seem to be keeping everybody from whingeing about the thousands of channels and nothing to watch situation.