My Helsinki flight – despite the turbulence – allowed me to catch up on some blog reading which I printed off before I left for the airport.

Tom, of plasticbag fame, had a brain dump at the weekend – writing unconnected thoughts to the page. One that caught my eye – because of it’s relationship to some of my thoughts – was regarding time shifted media.

As a topic, it’s nothing new (we discussed it ten years ago when I was at University looking at some of the social aspects of media consumption) but technology has moved us a great deal.

Ten years ago, time shifting was really not much more than the ability to video (or cassette record) programmes and watch/listen to them later. The Open University has, of course, been a prime user of this concept with dead-of-night programming being one of the backbones of the service.

Now, of course, all is changed. The BBC Radio Player allows you to catch up on programming regardless of location or time zone and you can see how it can have a huge impact on the lives of ex-pats who want to keep in touch via their favourite radio shows.

I have also written before of SkyPlus, a personal video recorder in the Tivo mould linked to the BskyB satellite service. Their current advertising campaign suggests the ability to create your own television channel packed full of only the programmes you want to watch. And it is true. Regardless of the number of times Channel Four or Living TV show Will and Grace, I’d rather watch it when I want to – which is why my machine has them in abundance.

There are downsides too. Phil Gyford has spoken of the excellent Channel Four comedy-drama, Teachers. I have been hooked since the first series but, for some reason, have not at home for much of the latest series. So my machine is over-loaded with hours of episodes. Now, rather than adding to the ability to manage my own time, each view of my SkyPlus planner reminds me how time poor I am and how I do not get the opportunity to absorb all the material I do want to watch.

Indeed, time-shifting has been an advantage to me – I watch much less dross now. But it also encourages me to record the worthy and adds to my feelings of frustration in a world that provides too much stimulation. I can’t decide what is worse.

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2008: Sunset Crane
2004: Aliens Eat London Commuters

Forbes has an interesting article on the pda/’phone combination I have been talking about recently. The article is basically saying that consumers need to be familiar with the tool so they can use it. Previous attempts to merge the two devices failed, it suggests, because often the ‘phone element was not good enough.

I think this is very clear reasoning indeed. The Treo 600 seems to come closest to that. My problem, however, is that I am looking for a small, powerful tool to do a number of items and, really, the market has not grasped this.

For starters, why am I looking to spend money on a new ‘phone and/or pda? My ‘phone is boxy but relatively new (although I, luckily, paid nothing for it). It’s a perfectly serviceable Nokia ‘phone with a built in camera that I occasionally use – primarily for images on my blog.

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2004: I Love Firework Displays

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In an interview over on the official Brookside site, Phil Redmond said that

Overall it has done what I wanted it to do – especially this year – blending entertainment with the examination of contemporary social issues – but at times I admit it has had to bend with fashion and broadcaster demand.

I watched some of last night’s episode. I haven’t watched it for a while, but it did seem to have dated somewhat. I know soap opera worlds are dangerous places to be, but I think that Brookside Close must take the biscuit – I am so glad that I did not live anywhere near it!

Did it change the face of soap operas in the UK? It was certainly more contemporary than anything else when it started, and it was very rooted in the real world, but I think it also aged quickly. Still, it’s sad to see it go, and sad to see Jimmy Corkhill disappear from television screens.

Media Guardian has a potted history of the soap if you are not familiar with it.

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It’s been 21 years since Brookside first hit our screens, and tonight it bows out for the final time in what I imagine is a little-watched late-night slot on Channel 4. I wonder how many people will tune in? Clearly, not enough people have been watching since Channel 4 moved it from its prime-time slot, but I wonder how many, like me, will dip in tonight to at least get a sense of what is going to happen. Will all the old scores be settled?

I was never really a big Brookside fan, but I do recall occasionally following individual storylines. Gordon Collins was probably one of my first sightings of a relatively normal gay person on television, and I imagine that is true for a lot of people in their teens at the time.

I wonder what we’ll be saying about it in the next few years? Will it make a Crossroads-style comeback in ten years? Say farewell to Brookside Close!

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Well, I bought some sweets from the local shops and waited for the trick-or-treaters. Despite the abundance of small children running around the neighbourhood in fright masks and cloaks (and an alarmingly high number of mothers with push-chairs wearing big pointy witch hats), nobody knocked. I am not sure if I am annoyed or relieved. We had a guest tonight, so I didn’t really want to be disturbed, but not one knock. Perhaps I frighten the locals!

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Recently, I may have professed that I knew the difference between affect and effect, and it was confirmed for me today online at Common Errors in English. I did not think that Xmas was a way of removing Christ from Christmas, but rather a lazy person’s way of avoiding writing letters. Turns out, I was wrong, and the X is an abbreviation of the Greek word for Christ [Source]. Just goes to show that I know nothing.

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I really wanted to write something about motivation, but I can’t motivate myself to think about what’s buzzing around in my head. To be honest, I am starting to think my ability to compose sentences and string words together is leaving me. It’s not that I have any difficulty thinking about the things I would like to write here, but I have difficulty actually writing it. My head is full of random thoughts, but I can’t get them into anything coherent. Failing in this way is actually proving to be quite depressing, to be honest.

I wanted to write about a post on Strange Little Boy about using a wireless connection in a public place, but I can’t get to that point.

I also wanted to write about the development of online technologies and my frustration at seeing many of the technologies I am interested in being developed outside the UK. Again, I am suffering from some kind of block.

So, I am off to meet a friend for pizza this evening. This will allow me to clear my mind with friend-pizza-eating-trivia and also to avoid the television, which, after last night’s Dawson’s marathon, will be no bad thing for my brain. Perhaps I shall welcome tomorrow with a clearer mind.

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