And Then TV Repeats….

Yes, I do watch TV. Yes, I have just about seen everything and seem to be on the third or fourth viewing of some stuff.

However, there is some, nay, a lot of stuff I don't watch but her indoors does. She do enjoy the antiques shows although not fully understanding, her being from far, far, far away an' all, why old stuff should be worth hundreds of times more than new stuff.

I posted some time ago about her observation that most programs where billed as lasting an hour although twenty minutes of the hour wuzz given over to adverts.

As I was doing a little light Blog reading yesterday, she asked me to watch a bit of the TV program she was watching and spot wot she'd spotted. I did and it didn't take long to spot what she'd spotted.

It was an antiques show and went something like this. Person with old stuff sits at a table with an expert. Although this is TV not radio, and we can see what's going on, expert asks what person has bought to the show. Person explains it's a teapot made in 1800 by Teapot Teddy, in Stoke, and hand painted by his head painter Gladys.

Expert then takes a look and tells person it is indeed a teapot made in 1800 by Teapot Teddy, in Stoke, and hand painted by his head painter Gladys. Expert then enquires of the person what they will do with the money if it should sell.

Shortly thereafter we head to the auction where the presenter introduces person and, for the dumber un a stick amongst the viewers, explains that the person is going to sell a teapot made in 1800 by Teapot Teddy, in Stoke, and hand painted by his head painter Gladys.

Presenter then asks expert if he thinks it'll sell. Expert states that as it's a teapot made in 1800 by Teapot Teddy, in Stoke, and hand painted by his head painter Gladys, it should sell. Presenter then enquires of the person what they will do with the money if it should sell.

"It's going under the hammer now." Says the presenter, just in case we were dim enough to think the show was all over and it was time to make a brew. {This, by the way, is also the point where the presenter looks off in one direction, the expert in another and the person in yet another direction. Damn!! Where IS that pesky hammer man?}

The hammer man then announces lot whatever and helpfully explains, for the terminally attention span deficient, that this is a teapot made in 1800 by Teapot Teddy, in Stoke, and hand painted by his head painter Gladys.

My little nest of vipers later had me watch another amazing display of pointless presenter prattling. Try it if you're in the UK – watch 'Pointless'.

You watch any TV? Of course you do, so you know this is not so very far from the way it goes. Are we really so lacking in attention span or do they just have no better idea how to fill/pad-out a shows allotted time span?

Back in the day, how did we ever cope with a serial, in half hour episodes, one episode a week, over a six week period? Having thought about that, to be honest, I don't think I could handle that now.

Quote; Dorothy Gambrell.

“If television's a babysitter, the Internet is a drunk librarian who won't shut up.”