This year the local soccer team has made it back into the national league, piquing John's interest in watching games. Tickets are a little hard to come by, so he has settled for watching it on the tele...small issue being that we get absolutely no reception in this house, seeing as we are in some sort of hollow. We don't want cable and we have the TV in the lounge room (as opposed to in each bedroom which is quite common here). And so began the joy of trying to get reception.
Bring out the 6m pole, find an electrician (or someone who knows about wires) and bring him up to the house. Buy a better antenna and off we go. Initial price - $5. One false installation (pole and antenna stuck up high in the sky but zero receptivity), next try is onto the roof with pole leaning onto the neighbours wall. The cable is poked through a gap in the roof and run all the way through the dining and lounge areas to finally reach the TV. Six hours later we choose which channels we definitely want and forego the others. There's even a cable channel in the mix by virtue of being able to tune into it?!
The guy gets ready to go and um's and uh's - it's been a lot of work for just $5 and we agree. So $10 it is and some lunch money thrown in - what a good job he has done to get us some tele. Happy John, not-so-excited kids who think football watching is somewhat boring, Karine placated thinking that at least it means Dad is around to help with the kids a little during the games!
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