— Teletext
Such fond, fond memories of Teletext.
Randomly keying in 3 digits to see what turns up, done most frequently when I'm bored late at night and can't get any sleep.
I've to admit the last time I've visited Teletext must have been a good decade ago; I was still in polytechnic, holding a crappy Nokia which I still could play snake on, checking the weather forecast and planning for my upcoming outdoor shoots.
Again. Who, of my age and younger, visits frigging Teletext these days? We all head to the internet. Seriously. Who, these days, cares about information displayed on some 8-bit graphic interface that looks something from the 80s. Even mom heads online to check on Toto and weather forecast. The Internet is a lot more amazing. 360degree scrolling, mad crazy coloured images with videos and nonsense adverts by the side. Teletext is flat. It's grandma.
And, there we go. One more bit of history goes down history lane.
Teletext, you have served us well.
Some imagery to remember Teletext as it is.
One minute of silence for you Teletext.
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