The shock of the week was not John Nettles quitting Midsomer Murders, but the news that Teletext was cutting its output. I thought it had faded away years ago.
Without sounding like a complete dick, I like and consume most media - but TV text services? The last time I went on the defining cultural point of the year was Mrs Mangle deciding to emigrate to St Alban's with John Worthington.
Who still watches it? I shouldn't even imagine the elderly, the demographic blamed for most unusual media trends, manage to get their heads around all those irritating and illogical page numbers in an age when its much easier to get information.
Odd to think that people really booked their holidays on it or searched for news and entertainment. Was it a sort of 80s version of the internet? It's all too long ago to remember.
I just hope Jim Robinson has regular health checks. He's looked very stressed recently.
