how the £1 pouch worked out

hello there

some of you, upwards of three at least i would expect, will have some interest in how all that pouch i purchased for a quid worked out for me. well, there are two answers to that. firstly, it worked very very well indeed. and then secondly, it did not.

this is not, however, some sort of text book discussing theories of what fun things you can do with fossils, though. let us enlighten, illuminate and, if you like, gay up the more in-depth and complete look at the fate of the pouch with some lovely pictures.

here, for your viewing pleasure, or just straightforward observation i suppose, is the pouch mounted to the belt, doing its thing. that rather larger strap is the strap off of the bag i have, an MTV one which was bought because it was cheap, rather like the channel has become.

i think this picture shows off the fact that i was somewhat wise with my purchase, then, as it does all that i want it to do. except, in glorious retrospect, it does not. some of you may recall i was quite anti-clip in terms of a holder or holster for the pod of i. this i very much was. now that i get to think, however, having the pod of i inside a concealed case makes certain things tricky. adjusting the volume, for a start, is difficult. as, indeed, is selecting different vibes to listen too. ah, erm, whoops.

i am probably going to have to go right ahead and source one of them casings for it that does indeed have a clip, then, so that i may just unclip it and change the volumes and the vibes with the kind of ease one can when no zips are involved.

yes, this picture shows the headphones, at the least, protruding out of the casing, so that i may hear the vibes. and what was i listening to? for some reason i find myself - despite fine new albums off of Kasabian, the Manics and Moz at my disposal - drawn to listening to a good deal of U2. perhaps it is an age thing, or some of that resonance business in regards of the lyrics, or maybe even that thing that London's Finest, The Edge, does with the guitar. on every single song. anyway, Joshua Tree and Achtung Baby were, as predictable as that is, the albums of choice for my listening pleasure. and i did indeed enjoy them, very much so.

with all being serviceable, if not ideal, it looked like happy days with the pod of i, really, as i could get along with it despite the issues mentioned. a big bonus is that the classic pod of i that i had fixed was all pre-sound regulations, and my word it goes fast.

a break, if you like, to have a look at the bus on which i drove home on. a bit later than usual, what with the class changes they have made - in secret - to the timetable, but no matter. let me, if i may, give you a graphic, in-depth and accurate description of my bus ride home.

DIE CLUTCH DIE DIE DIE YOU BAST@RD CLUTCH RAM IT RAM IT KICK IT SHOVE IT DESTROY ALL CLUTCH, GRIND YOUR SH!T GEARS INTO THE F****** GROUND, BURN LIKE THE FIRES OF BABYLON YOU UTTER, UTTER BAST@RD THINGS I HATE YOU CLUTCH DIE DIE DIE HERE, TAKE THIS YOU ****, I WILL DESTROY ALL CLUTCH RELATED THINGS ATTACHED TO THIS F****** BUS BEFORE WE GET EVEN WITHIN THE CLOSEST OF WALKING DISTANCE TO THE NEAREST F****** SIGN OF A BUS DEPOT OR ANY FORM OF HUMANITY DIE DIE DIE ALL CLUTCHES MUST F****** DIE, YOU ARE ALL BAST@RDS AND I F******G HATE THE F*****G LOT OF YOU CLUTCH DEAD GEARS DEAD BUS DRIVER SAYS EVERYONE DEAD

so if at some point this week i learn, probably more by default than by design, one of the buses which i presently ride on is "out of service", it may well be the case that, with my limited knowledge of how cars and that work, i will have an idea as to what is wrong.

the pouch is, alas, sort of in a coma, if not dead. i had done some fancy test runs and that with it at home, as you might expect, but i did not incorporate one important test - how the pouch for the pod of i would handle being in close proximity, and possible contact, with an armrest like the sort of which we have on our chairs at verk.

as it turned out, it fared very badly indeed against such a design element on a desk chair. i turned a bit, right, only to hear the delicate sound of "thud" as the case hit the floor. in this regard, at the least, it can be said that the pouch did a sterling, mint, bangin' and epic job of actually protecting the pod of i during the fall, as it emerged from it all unscathed, undamaged and no worse off at all than it was before it fell. so bravo, pouch maker types, it is indeed a most sturdy construction you have done there.

a walk around stores and vendors that sell cases for pod of i and related things looking for an immediate replacement did not go well at all. i appreciate that they can only carry limited stock, but it seems that if it is any sort of Apple device that has lower than a "5" number they are not particularly interested in pouch solutions and are baffled as to why you are. at one point, indeed, i suspect i was close to being addressed as tourist filth by one proprietor.

anyway, all the shops and that were kind enough to say i would only find a "vintage" form of casing online, so that is where i shall go to shop for one.

thank you, cheap pouch, you were a good, honest and loyal servant for highlights of 2 U2 albums.



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