camping clock

5-04 — elektor may 1981 camping c(I)ocl Readers may think this is a "cock-and-bult" story, as this electronic cock does not actually crow. It failed its oral at the crowing school, sounding more like a chirping cricket and you may think "that"s not cricket" either, for, after all, it does look like the farm-yard fowl — quite a handsome specimen, in fact. Nevertheless, it fulfils its task admirably and wilt get you up with the lark, or rather, the sun, in the morning. Why does a camper put up his tent in the middle of lush countryside rather than Piccadilly Circus, if not with the desire to go back to nature — at least to get a little closer to the birds and the trees? What could therefore be more appropriate than to wake up at the crack of dawn to brilliant sunshine thanks to the cheerful sound of this man-made feather-brain? For it is the sun that makes it sing its dawn chorus solo, its plume being covered in a bright array of solar cells. That"s natural energy for a start!...