Mr H loves technology, and will gladly spend several hundreds of pounds on the latest "must-have" gadget, which, of course is vitally essential to the smooth running of our lives, while telling me that we can't afford a new hoover or washing machine just yet. One of our latest "must-haves" is a wifi hotspot so that we can access the internet in the garden; funnily enough I suggested this last year but he wasn't particularly keen, however now he has realised the benefits to him (such as being able to sit in the garden when working at home) it has, of course, become essential.
He also loves (adores even) the television, and is incapable of sitting in the living room without the TV on; he watches stuff but has no idea of what he has watched, and will happily re watch films time and time again. In fact a couple of months ago we had a power cut one evening that lasted a couple of hours, not unusual in this rural area, and he was beside himself. I got candles, a book to read and some knitting, he paced around the house checking the time every 10 minutes and saying " I wopnder how long this is going to last, it's ridiculous!"
When we moved to this house 2 years ago, he spent a whole day looking for a particular cable, opening and searching through boxes, then the next day setting up the TV, DVD player and broad band etc, while I plumbed in the washer and dryer and emptied a million boxes. I lost the plot with him and called him a selfish lazy a**ed sod; he looked at me as if I was insane and went back to fiddling with wires, he really believed I think that setting up the TV was the most important thing to do.
Today I have been in the garden most of the day so far, he has pottered, read papers and made some bread. I went into the house a few minutes ago and found him sitting in the living room, staring at the TV which was on but muted.
Me " what are you watching?"
Him " nothing"
Me " well it looks like you're watching something even if it's just to brush up on your lip reading skills"
Him " I'm waiting to watch a film but it's not on for 25 minutes"
Heaven help me, I want to shake him sometimes, but at least he's quiet!
I'm back in the garden now, enjoying the peace and quiet and typing this courtesy of the hotspot thingy.
Hannah x
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