brucemillar
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Folks
Tonight I decided to settle down, sigh in some satellite TV (I think it was the Discovery Channel) and watch some of the Barrett Jackson Car Auctions, from the USA.
So, with a mug of tea and a biscuit I was ready. Mrs M decided to join me on the sofa. What could possibly go wrong. Well let me tell you what could possibly go wrong.
It became evident about two seconds after tuning in, that our sound was broken. I mean broken as in destroyed, broken.
The picture quality was there in all it’s High Definition glory. But every time I switched on the volume our surround sound (Bose and Denon, very nice) would explode into a wall of noise that sounds like somebody left a badly injured Capuchin Monkey on the ground with a bench vice twisted around its reproductive bits. This was accompanied by an intermittent shout that could be traced to overweight folks on the telly blowing referees whistles whilst having some kind of fit.
After several attempts it became clear we were never going to decipher this screech.
My question is. How to the buyers at Barrett Jackson decipher it? How does anybody anywhere decipher or decide that infernal din into anything that gives you clue as to how the bidding is progressing. Seriously, two pneumatic drills operating inside a tin dustbin give the same sound.
The actual cars look stunning. But the auctioneers needs urgent throat surgery.
Just saying.
We ended up watching repeats of American Pickers. Nothing to do with nasal hygiene.
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Tonight I decided to settle down, sigh in some satellite TV (I think it was the Discovery Channel) and watch some of the Barrett Jackson Car Auctions, from the USA.
So, with a mug of tea and a biscuit I was ready. Mrs M decided to join me on the sofa. What could possibly go wrong. Well let me tell you what could possibly go wrong.
It became evident about two seconds after tuning in, that our sound was broken. I mean broken as in destroyed, broken.
The picture quality was there in all it’s High Definition glory. But every time I switched on the volume our surround sound (Bose and Denon, very nice) would explode into a wall of noise that sounds like somebody left a badly injured Capuchin Monkey on the ground with a bench vice twisted around its reproductive bits. This was accompanied by an intermittent shout that could be traced to overweight folks on the telly blowing referees whistles whilst having some kind of fit.
After several attempts it became clear we were never going to decipher this screech.
My question is. How to the buyers at Barrett Jackson decipher it? How does anybody anywhere decipher or decide that infernal din into anything that gives you clue as to how the bidding is progressing. Seriously, two pneumatic drills operating inside a tin dustbin give the same sound.
The actual cars look stunning. But the auctioneers needs urgent throat surgery.
Just saying.
We ended up watching repeats of American Pickers. Nothing to do with nasal hygiene.
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