Television
I remember when television began at lunchtime. The next morning nothing. Pattern. O radio (Call Rome 3131). But there was an exception. In April or May when there was Fiera Campionaria then transmitted as so marked the laconic Radiocorriere a "film show". I at that time (we refer to the years 1969-71) I often went to school in the afternoon, we did the "double shift" (three days a week three in the afternoon) and waited the 11 with trepidation. Timely, at 11 the announcer announced: "On the occasion of the 25th Fair in Rome, is now broadcast the film ..." Most of the time were war movies. Or, rather, were films of submarines. I loved (and still) the films of submarines. You know the films of submarines, no? They're all alike. Most of the typing. The depth charges, torpedoes (one out!) The perisocopio pulled up and down, the alarm (a-hu, a-hu, a-hu) water entering the hatch, "immersion", the commander who takes aim, that the electric fry when they are struck by a mine, the sonar. Mitico. Unless were film submarines was glad same. But those submarines ... (I remember Blogsenzaqualità - http://blogsenzaqualita.splinder.com)
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