Watching a programme about the Coronation. Reminded me of a bit of family history recounted to me by my elder brother. In common with many families at the time, 1953, we had acquired our first television with a view to watching the broadcast of the Coronation ceremony. However, with a singular lack of foresight, our Dad had booked a family holiday in Ramsgate for the very week in which the event was due to take place! Being only 5 years old at the time I was probably blissfully unaware of this disaster in domestic planning (or lack of it!). Little did we know then that anything devoured by television cameras would be regurgitated ad nauseam, until we don't give it a second look, but let the TV prattle on while we blog, tweet, post or sleep to our hearts' content.