Appetite For Distraction
Some people pine for vinyl and analogue hardware, but my object of nostalgic desire is my old cable TV machine
I’m considering starting an ‘I Didn’t Have The Channels Growing Up’ support group. I can no longer take the incredulous gasps when I admit my Crystal Maze ignorance. I’m so ashamed of my inability to name any of The Gladiators that I just nod along and smile when my peers – the lucky, notiony ones who lived in estates where The Channels just came free with the house – reminisce about Jet and ...