So where's the snow?

Muddling through in Austria; God, life and a small black dog

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The BBC is mean!


On thing we have enjoyed since the switch off of analogue tv has been the improved satellite signal and being able to get BBC and ITV and so on when the weather has been good. So now, just as the Olympics start, they switch the signal and satellite closer to the UK, DELIBERATELY to stop people in mainland Europe receiving them. Funny all the USA based channels have no problem with that. It’s all I suspect to do with copyright, which is why I cannot download books to my Kindle from

So why can’t the UK tellies produce a fee paying system for us ex-pats? I’d quite happily pay.  But then again there is a website where you can watch all the UK tv legally as its from the USA, just means hitching up the laptop, such hardship.

Whatever, I still think it’s  petty minded and MEAN!

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Too much TV………..

Picture of a Moggy as I haven’t one of Mr Forcher!

One thing we missed when we came here was some aspects on UK television.  Being huge fans of Time Team, and that not usually available on DVD meant we missed Phil and his trowel. Austrian TV is full of American stuff, dubbed so quickly   its impossible to understand.  Some programmes we love, such as  Musikantenstadl, an Austrian version of Saturday night at the Palladium.  Klingendes Oesterriech.  Presented by Father Christmas Lookalike Sepp Forcher who presents random music groups singing and playing on the alms (we’ve never found any, so don’t know how he does!). There’s also a Home buying programme, where mostly gay folks and wannabe actors/singers pretend they want to buy a flat which usually has white walls and light laminate floors, I’m so glad to be able to watch gems such as Homes Under the Hammer again… was programmes such as a Place in the Sun which possibly triggered our move!

We resorted to DVD buying and when we go back to the UK, even enjoying the adverts.  Sad!  But the evenings are long here in the winter.  Then we suddenly found we had English channels, all of them on the satellite.  Somewhere must have switched off analog so the signal is now stronger. Admittedly when it snows or rains they flicker like mad, but we’ve ordered a signal booster.  We’ve now got about five years of repeats of our favourite programmes to catch up on.

I’ve moaned at Dave for  ages for watching Shy News, saying we don’t live there any more, put the local Tv on.  Then I caught myself watching the early evening news on BBC South.  Sally Taylor, still the same as when we left.  News that had little or no relevance to us.  I freaked out.  Where was I? Back in the UK, should I be there? Was Austria losing its hold on us?  This juxtaposition of the two worlds, being here and watching my old home felt so wrong.  I can’t explain it.  I had that awful tightening in my stomach of homesickness.  I kept telling myself, you are going back, at Easter and in May for the wedding.  Even so, I wont watch it again.

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Dr Who Christmas Special!

Spurious flower shot!

We saw this as  usual belatedly after it came out on DVD.  I really don’t understand why there’s all this fuss over Copyright by the English channels, surely if I was prepared to pay for an internet/satellite channel for BBC/ITV etc so I can watch English TV, then copyright is paid for?  I won’t illegally download because I believe artists have a right to be paid for their work.

So this year, it was the Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe that got the Who treatment.  Obvious parallel with a family in War time going to stay in a mysterious house.  I found the heroines acceptance of the Doctor stuck in the space suit didn’t match with her strong leadership of her family, surely such a woman would be the first to call the Cops if she found a Spaceman?

The cupboard is some sort of Spaceportal which was an obvious idea. The space ship getting ready to harvest the planet as a comedic interlude was good, though I was waiting for Arabelle Weir to ask if her bum was big in the suit!

 Actually I liked this  episode but for me, it fell down on one huge point.  When the rescued plane landed in the garden, the family was miraculously reunited for Christmas, but there was no sign of the rest of the crew. It was already stressed they would need an ambulance, and the plane would have to be repaired and returned to base.  Shame the story fell down here, as this was a nice story with no subtext for me to dislike!