Ah takes me back to the halcyon days of "piped" TV, which was a sort of cable TV run by radio rentals in the 60's....they had a big old place up at Greenbridge, and if you lived within a certain distance from it, could receive TV down a cable, rather than an aerial..which was ace, because it did away with "atmospherics"
This was when the black and white picture looked like it was coming direct from the Arctic Circle during a blizzard, and happened fairly regularly.
Swindon then was supposed to be on the cutting edge of Harold Wilson's "white heat of technology" and was used for this experiment. It had to be right too, as we won the LC and Robins won the speedway, and David Murray John got his radical cock in the sky.
Unfortunately didn't work out that way...even though Mondex was proper ace, seeing how as part of their market research sample they kept giving me wedges of dosh to spend, in returning for keeping a record of where I spent it. The Beehive must have had the most used Mondex machine in town.
