TV viewers in Brighton and Hove were left without a service last night tonight as Freeview and Virgin Media signals mysteriously vanished into the ether.
The drama unfolded around 8pm this evening when set top boxes lost their signal. There are still currently problems with cable and Freeview television services, although terrestrial television seems to be fine.
Here in the offices we’re watching a black and white TV set with our feet up on the table drinking Scotch and waiting for your stories.
Users of Facebook and Twitter complained that they weren’t able to watch X Factor, which isn’t really such a bad thing, and were desperately trying to find out what was happening. If you didn’t get to see it, welcome to real life, not stuff that is [probably] a fix [allegedly].
One resident from Hove ,who asked not to be named, said “This is all I █████ing need, all I wanted to do was to lay back and watch the █████ing television. Now I’m █████ing █████ed off and don’t know what the █████ I’m going to do for the rest of the █████ing evening. What a bunch of █████ing useless █████”
Did you see what happened? Leave your comments below.
Update
Television services on Freeview resumed at 10.44pm – just in time for bedtime.
I seem to have become a bit obsessed recently with the Sweeney (again). There’s nothing better than slags, fags and blags to cheer up your afternoon. Yesterday I watched Sweeney! and Sweeney 2 and was suitably impressed with the levels of violence and ”knockers” that appeared (Note to self: must get out more and see more knockers).
I just have 2 more box sets to get and then I will have the whole lot.
I’ve even got this…
and this…..
The next stage will be to get some funky 70’s wallpaper, a few roll neck tops, a bottle of Scotch and then I’ll feel part of the squad.
“….Now look Mary darlin’ I’m not trying to start an affair with you, don’t lift a bloody finger for me I’m not askin for that, but you can help me put these bastards away, they’ve done one of ours. Ok?….”
Being ill has made me creative again – hurrah. Maybe it’s because I’m too frightened to leave the flat in case I’m spotted? I don’t know but I am raising a glass of Ribena to man flu. hurrah for sneezing phlegm everywhere, hurrah for the big chunks that end up going from your nose to the back of your throat and a big HURRAH for using endless rolls of toilet paper trying to keep your nose from dribbling everywhere.
Sorry was that a little bit too gross?
I’ve taken adaquate protection so that I don’t sneeze all over the computer, which reminds me I haven’t taken any lempsip this morning which is why I’m a little bit dizzy and shaky.
Last night though seemed to be a very strange night. Whether it was the virus eating away at my soul, or the fact that I’d maybe over done it with the lemsips I’m not sure but odd things were happening.
A drunk neighbour came home, crashing and banging about, knocked on my door because he couldn’t get in his and then promptly freaked out the crazy cat lady at the end of the hall by trying to chat her up. She then started shouting “Get away” rather loudly and before you knew it the whole floor were staring out their doors, trying to discover what the commotion was about.
Then some drunk language students decided to pee by the communal recycling bins in the front of the block. I’m talking lady students here. Oh the fun I had turning the light on and off. Everytime I put it on they seemed to panic, so I’d turn it off again….only to then turn it back on again and so on. I do wish they wouldn’t do that. I have to walk there to do my recycling, and it stinks. Maybe I should go round to EF and pee through their letterbox…..(JOKE!!!!)
I’d better get on now. I have to go and lay on the sofa and send texts to people reminding them that I’m ill, to get sympathy. I text an ex yesterday who reminded me “you’re still milking the sniffles then?” Hell yeah, that’s what being a man and being ill is about. Women.
I woke up this morning to a number of texts asking if I knew what was going on down on Hove seafront. I didn’t as I’d just woken up, but I looked out the window and saw what I thought was the RNLI Lifeboat bobbing about in the very choppy sea.
As is the case these days, I tend to video things just in case they turn out to be useful. Sure enough, a search of the local (reliable) press turned up what was going on. Quite why my friends couldn’t do it I’ll never know.
done
It turns out, the lifeboat was looking for a body reported to be in the sea behind the King Alfred. The story from Brighton and Hove News revealed more of what was happening.
A dead man spotted floating in the water at Hove this morning led emergency services on a macabre journey to retrieve his body.
The body was first seen in the water near the shore south of the King Alfred Leisure Centre at about 11.30am.
The RNLI Brighton Lifeboat was called out, but high winds and the large breaking waves meant it was too dangerous to send out the crew.
Meanwhile, the body was drifting east, about 50m out to sea. The Brighton lifeboat crew joined members of the Solent Coastguard mobile unit to help retrieve it from the beach.
As it approached Brighton Marina at about 1.30pm, it was recovered, and handed over to Sussex Police and the ambulance service.
It’s incidents like this, that make me proud of our emergency services. The RNLI did launch and in very dangerous conditions. I don’t think the video reflects how bad it was out there. Well done guys and girls. You’re brilliant.
Let’s not forget of course, the person who originally called it in. They did a good job too.
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