Neil
Western Thunderer
On Christmas evening after lighting the fire upstairs in the sitting room I switched on the telly to warm it up for Downton Abbey; Mrs R's favourite you understand, I'm pretty ambivalent about posh Corrie. The TV is a big old cathode ray tube jobbie which normally takes a minute to get its shit together, this time it failed to do so, what picture it deigned to show was compressed into a narrow but vibrant horizontal strip one inch deep across the centre of the screen. Fortunately we have a spare small set which was pressed into service, though it has a rather wayward view of what is expected of it when it comes to true rendering of colours. The upshot of this is that for the first time in our married life we've actually paid money for a TV and bought a big new led set for the sitting room. However the important fact for our purposed here is that I had a big redundant telly to play with.
Five minutes work with screwdrivers and wire cutters got me the bit I wanted, the electronic giblets went to the tip. A bit more faffing about brought me to the 3-D doodling stage shown below.
Since taking these pictures I've had a walk on the beach which has led to a small yet significant tweak which should improve both the visual aspect and its play value.
Five minutes work with screwdrivers and wire cutters got me the bit I wanted, the electronic giblets went to the tip. A bit more faffing about brought me to the 3-D doodling stage shown below.
Since taking these pictures I've had a walk on the beach which has led to a small yet significant tweak which should improve both the visual aspect and its play value.