This was originally posted 14 years ago. Opinions, facts and reality may have changed.
Goodbye old friend. You’re the one who told me about the news. The sports results. And what was on TV later. Looking back now you seem so old-fashioned. And maybe you were. I had to sit and wait whilst you cycled through various pages, waiting for the one I wanted to see.
Your blocky text. Your peculiar sub-editing. Your gaudy colours. All of these things make you seem very 80s.
We lost touch over the years. I’ll be honest, someone new came into my life and I briefly forgot about you. But when I heard the news of your inevitable demise I paused for a second to think about the good times we’d spent together. And I smiled.
38 years old is no age to pass on. But your time had obviously come.
Goodbye Ceefax. Thanks for the memories.