Ha! On Sunday, we had some facetime (however that works.....I think it's through whatsapp) with our son, who was sitting in the park near to his digs in Sydney.
He looked tanned and fit, and the birdsong surrounding him sounded ever so exotic, so much exoticness in fact that he had to shout to be heard above it all. Parrots and parakeets are all fine and dandy but they don't half make a din.
My old Nan, who was a mill girl in industrial Northern England when she was a lass, would have called me a "dafft aypurth" if I told her that I could talk face to face (for free or thereabouts) to someone on the other side of the world.
This afternoon I have been rigging up the sound bar and boom box (ooh! Get me!) on the contraption in the corner, and have just fitted the thing with a youtube app.
My first play was "here comes the sun" by the Beatles. Of course, I had to try out the volume. Bloody hell, it nearly took the windows out.
Perfect sound though. I'm a bit overawed by it all.
Tomorrow we try a blu ray 3D DVD, and at that point I may have an unintentional orgasm.
The wonders of modern science, eh?