Television was such a new phenomenon in 1960s Hawke's Bay that my first conscious memory is of my father walking down the drive with two boxes under his arms, and my elder sister and brother racing towards him, screaming with excitement.
In one box was a Shacklock heater, in the other the object of their manic behaviour - a brand new black and white TV. Life would never be the same again.
That TV, which sat atop wooden legs, took pride of place in our small living room until colour television came to New Zealand in time for the Christchurch Commonwealth Games in 1974.
From time to time, Len Walsh, the TV repair man, would come to sort poor reception. It always seemed to be due to "interference" between Caroline Rd and Mt Erin, or easily fixed.
They were simple times of one channel, and alongside classics such as Get Smart, Hogan's Heroes, Mr Ed and The Lone Ranger, any child of that time will remember the British sci-fi hit Thunderbirds. And even more clearly its famous catchphrase, "Thunderbirds are go!"