My experience with crystal radio was disappointingly unfulfilling.
Surreptitiously running the aerial through my bedroom window to connect with the garden tap, so I could listen to my own reciever after bedtime, the only civilized (term used loosely) sound was that of Caldwell and Holt, and their cronies, droning on and on and on. To a 9~10 year old boy, that becomes very dull, very quickly.
Fiddling with the tiny frequency dial, the only other sound I could pickup was that of a twin prop aircraft. I listened intently, for what seemed like hours, just waiting for the pilot to say something, anything!
In hindsight, why on earth would my perceived DC 3 be circling my modest weatherboard house in Redcliffe?
It wasn't until many years later, I found out I'd been riveted to static.![]()


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