There's a saying that you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone.
I discovered over the holidays that free-to-air television is going, going and is almost gone. This saddened me more than I expected.
I grew up in what seemed like a golden age of free-to-air television in New Zealand, when the advertising was often as entertaining as the regular programmes. I remember the Barry Crump Toyota Hilux ad and the Telecom meerkats from the 1980 to the 1990s.
Six years ago, I got a MySky recorder that allowed me to fast forward through ads and record programmes weeks in advance. Since then, we haven't watched ads at anything less than 30 times their speed.
But this month I found myself stuck in a motel room in Whitianga watching television without MySky. The change in the content and style of advertising shocked me. Most of the ads were of the flashing, loud and cheap style pioneered by the likes of Harvey Norman and The Warehouse.