Double Woe, nay Thrice Woe.
Saturday the weather was appalling lots of the heavy wet stuff along with a good helping of wind, though I remind myself it could be a lot worse. The rain could be coming down in flakes the size of old fivers.
Anyway bad weather usually means we lose our Sky TV signal.
That is not a great problem for me as I am not an avid TV watcher.
The loss of the signal brought old buggerlugs to bed early(11pm is early for him on a Saturday night).
He harumphed a lot like a discomfitted elephant and told me that the picture was unwatchable due to pixellation.
Things were no better on Sunday morning when he switched the box on.
He got the 'No Signal' message along with error 25.
He went out back to cut wood and came in at dinnertime asking if I had done anything about the Sky picture.
I told him that I hadn't done anything.
I went online and looked for fixes to this problem.
I followed the instructions to the letter.
Still no joy.
It was looking like I would have to phone Sky...not something which filled me with a warm fuzzy feeling.
I hate the number crunching ritual and the robotic voices.
It gave me instructions on what to do.
So I also tried this little trick...still no joy.
I rang Sky again and listened with increasing irritation to some 'going shopping' music.
Eventually I got through to a human...but it was a human in the Asian sub-continent.
The man was so heavily accented that I had to ask him to repeat himself numerous times(he remained very patient - I did not).
I already had the TV set on the settings section of the menu so I reeled off the readings like I knew what I was doing.
The man asked me if I had looked at my satellite dish? Did it look damaged? I told him that I had and could see no obvious damage to the dish( saying that I am so visually challenged that I cannot see to cut my toenails).
It was at that point he decided we needed the services of an engineer. So he put me through to the department.
I told the young man what the problem was and he said that the dish may need realigning or it may need some component replacing.
He would book an engineer. The first slot that was offered was Thursday.
I was aghast. Thursday ! I said to him ' my husband won't last without any TV until Thursday. If you read that some poor pensioner has been stabbed with a rusty fork - that will be me'. I said.
'Please please can you find someone who can come out before then' I implored him.
'How about Tuesday Morning then' asked Harris.
I told him that that was better but not much.
So that was it.
Himself was sans TV.
I told him he could watch the football on my I pad. He wasn't impressed at that.
He wasn't impressed that I had not managed to get something sorted out much sooner.
I told him that I had spent a very frustrating 45 minutes talking to someone I could not understand, a further ten minutes pleading to get the blooming thing fixed and he was not satisfied.
i told him that if he thought he could make a better job of it then he could have a go himself.
He did watch TV on my Ipad, but grumbled a lot about it.
We have an old CRT TV in the back bedroom.
He asked if I would set it up so he could watch freeview on it.
I told him it did not work for TV anymore as the analogue signal had been turned off.
'Well we used to watch it in the bedroom' was his retort.
'Yes we did' was my reply 'via a DVB TV converter plugged into the scart socket'
Well, then why can't we do that now'?
I was getting increasingly irate.
'Because we do not have an aerial. If we had an aerial I would plug it into the back of the flat screen TV and you could watch Freeview on that' Grrr.
I am not sure if he thought I was trying to bamboozle him but today he said 'we'll just get that TV out of the back room and plug it in to see if you can get a picture'
I liked the 'we' bit. what he really meant was I would get the TV out and do all the BAS work.
I duly did this and what do you know?
No Picture( like iI said). I found a DVB converter and plugged that in too....it didn't work either because there is NO AERIAL.
At least now he believes me.
God give me patience. BUT I WANT IT NOW!
Oh yes, and I will know if you are laughing at my predicament.
Saturday the weather was appalling lots of the heavy wet stuff along with a good helping of wind, though I remind myself it could be a lot worse. The rain could be coming down in flakes the size of old fivers.
Anyway bad weather usually means we lose our Sky TV signal.
That is not a great problem for me as I am not an avid TV watcher.
The loss of the signal brought old buggerlugs to bed early(11pm is early for him on a Saturday night).
He harumphed a lot like a discomfitted elephant and told me that the picture was unwatchable due to pixellation.
Things were no better on Sunday morning when he switched the box on.
He got the 'No Signal' message along with error 25.
He went out back to cut wood and came in at dinnertime asking if I had done anything about the Sky picture.
I told him that I hadn't done anything.
I went online and looked for fixes to this problem.
I followed the instructions to the letter.
Still no joy.
It was looking like I would have to phone Sky...not something which filled me with a warm fuzzy feeling.
I hate the number crunching ritual and the robotic voices.
It gave me instructions on what to do.
So I also tried this little trick...still no joy.
I rang Sky again and listened with increasing irritation to some 'going shopping' music.
Eventually I got through to a human...but it was a human in the Asian sub-continent.
The man was so heavily accented that I had to ask him to repeat himself numerous times(he remained very patient - I did not).
I already had the TV set on the settings section of the menu so I reeled off the readings like I knew what I was doing.
The man asked me if I had looked at my satellite dish? Did it look damaged? I told him that I had and could see no obvious damage to the dish( saying that I am so visually challenged that I cannot see to cut my toenails).
It was at that point he decided we needed the services of an engineer. So he put me through to the department.
I told the young man what the problem was and he said that the dish may need realigning or it may need some component replacing.
He would book an engineer. The first slot that was offered was Thursday.
I was aghast. Thursday ! I said to him ' my husband won't last without any TV until Thursday. If you read that some poor pensioner has been stabbed with a rusty fork - that will be me'. I said.
'Please please can you find someone who can come out before then' I implored him.
'How about Tuesday Morning then' asked Harris.
I told him that that was better but not much.
So that was it.
Himself was sans TV.
I told him he could watch the football on my I pad. He wasn't impressed at that.
He wasn't impressed that I had not managed to get something sorted out much sooner.
I told him that I had spent a very frustrating 45 minutes talking to someone I could not understand, a further ten minutes pleading to get the blooming thing fixed and he was not satisfied.
i told him that if he thought he could make a better job of it then he could have a go himself.
He did watch TV on my Ipad, but grumbled a lot about it.
We have an old CRT TV in the back bedroom.
He asked if I would set it up so he could watch freeview on it.
I told him it did not work for TV anymore as the analogue signal had been turned off.
'Well we used to watch it in the bedroom' was his retort.
'Yes we did' was my reply 'via a DVB TV converter plugged into the scart socket'
Well, then why can't we do that now'?
I was getting increasingly irate.
'Because we do not have an aerial. If we had an aerial I would plug it into the back of the flat screen TV and you could watch Freeview on that' Grrr.
I am not sure if he thought I was trying to bamboozle him but today he said 'we'll just get that TV out of the back room and plug it in to see if you can get a picture'
I liked the 'we' bit. what he really meant was I would get the TV out and do all the BAS work.
I duly did this and what do you know?
No Picture( like iI said). I found a DVB converter and plugged that in too....it didn't work either because there is NO AERIAL.
At least now he believes me.
God give me patience. BUT I WANT IT NOW!
Oh yes, and I will know if you are laughing at my predicament.
