Mark Piggott author of the fantastic Fire Horses has written a humorous blog on satirical website Home Defence UK, here is a taster!
The thing I resented most about working for a living was missing all that lovely TV. Getting sacked gave me control over my own remote. Immediately I invested in cable, my window on the galaxy. Having spent years on the dole, it didn’t take long for me to get back into a familiar routine: Wake up, bedroom telly on, quick Tommy Tank over Lorraine Kelly, mop up just in time for breakfast with Matthew Wright.
Back in the Eighties we only had the test card for company, or, if that wasn’t available, Sons & Daughters. Cable TV has changed all that. Now you don’t have just three channels of cack at your fingertips, you have three hundred - all at some point showing David Dickinson.
Take Kilroy (pur-lease!) The only way I can spend thirty seconds in his company is by imagining his entire audience are auditioning for a role in some bizarre orgy. I thought he’d been permanently removed to the Hezbollah Channel yet here he is on Boondocks TV, still giving the camera that weird intro at the start:
“You drink turps - and you’re a pilot?" ...
Lucy
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