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when i was a child we had a large radio which had,what was called a magic eye on the face,i was always fascinated by this.every morning about 9 oclock a cow used to moo over this radio and mum told me if i was quick enough with an empty milk bottle i cauld hold it under the radio and get some milk.i never ever seemed to get the bottle there before the cow stopped moo'ing,kept me occupied for months.
I used to think that when I was listening to the radio that the frequency was how much it costed, like per hour of use. So i would normally listen to 84.5, but not 107.5, cause I wanted to save my money.
At the age of 4 I thought the bands on the radio were in our speakers, so I tore into them to get to the beatles!
I used to believe that my Dad had his dinner every day with Roy Orbison (the albino singer). It was only in later life I discovered that he meant he had his dinner with Roy Orbison records playing on the radio.
One of my first memories was riding in the car with my father, and seeing a little spider crawl into the tape deck. From that point on, i was convinced that it was the spider singing, talking and playing the music that came out of the radio. (my dad told me i was absolutely correct..boy did i feel stupid years later when i tried to tell somebody, convinced that i was right!)
When I was about 4 or 5, I used to believe that musicians lined up at the radio station and performed their songs live each time I heard them on the air.
I could never work out how they used to change the bands over so quickly when i listened to the radio
When I was a child, I used to listen to a lot of books on cassette. But it took me a long time to understand the technology of cassette tapes and distinguish them from radio.
So I thought that whenever you put a tape in and pressed play, a light would flash at the desk of whoever was meant to read that tape, and they would read it to you over the radio.
I spent ages trying to catch them out. I was a bit of an arse towards Tony Robinson, making him stop and start, and rewind so often.
I used to believe that there will little men in green suits playing the music in the radio, and that they were starving. I used to try to stuff small peices of food into my radio.
I used to believe that when I heard people on the radio (not the presenters) they had walked along a really rickety walkway and were speaking to the presenter through a small window. No idea where it came from and, frankly, I don't want to know.
I always thought that the channels were set on your car radio and you couldn't change them. I'm ashamed to admit that I believed that until I was 24 years old and my husband explained it to me! Good thing this is an anonymous post because I'm a published novelist and not too proud of this!
Listening to children's favourites on the radio in the fifties I heard "home on the range" - one of the lyrics was "seldom is heard a discouragin' word." I fretted about why the cowboys wandered around muttering "seldom" in a depressed state!
Growing up in the 1970's, I had an olive green transitor radio and I thought there were tiny little people playing songs just for me! They knew my favorite songs..."Joy to the World" & "American Pie"!! they played them all the time.
I was always amazed when radio DJ's would say "You're listening to 93.7(or any other station)" I would be like "How do they know that?!"
I used to think that if you bought an old radio you only heard old radio programmes/songs. So to keep up to date you had to keep buying a new one.It still seems feasible and a shame that it's not true!
I used to think that songs on the radio station played at the exact time the next day or the same day next week. So anytime I heard a song I liked, I checked the clock and tried to memorize the time,but usually i forgot anyway.
when i was young i used to beleive that there was a little man inside of the radio that sang all of the music.
I thought people were in side the radio and singing.one day my uncle opened the radio & repairing it. I asked him where the people? He looked at me said they went out for tea, come back when he finish repair.
i used to believe (because my dad told me so) that AM stood for "awful music" and FM stood for "fine music"
I used to believe that there were little people inside my radio who sang the music. When my radio broke I figured they'd died. Imagine my surprise when I was opening my Christmas present and I got a new radio. How had they been able to breathe in the wrapping paper? I figured this one wouldn't work either, Santa had suffocated them.
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