In my back-room hardware morgue is a black cotton bag, about the size of Santa’s sack, containing nothing but cables. This unwholesome collection bears witness to a long career in personal computing: RS-232 serial, parallel printer, Cat3 and Cat5 Ethernet, BT telephone, USB, phono, Scart, HDMI, composite video cables and more. As a long-time fan of dub reggae, seeing it always prompts me to put on the Bag-O-Wire album.
My home/office has been almost wireless for years, ever since the advent of Wi-Fi and Bluetooth, and while that’s generally a very good thing, it’s not quite problem free. I listen to a lot of music and am fussy about sound quality, so I route all my sources through a hi-fi system with vintage Castle speakers. But I don’t only listen…
