We left our home today, driven out by the nadir of TV, desperate to avoid mention of the League Cup final I couldn't watch.
Note to any readers who may happen to be erstwhile Manchester United fans who traipsed into Wigan yesterday to buy a Wigan Athletic shirt...welcome to the Big League...We Won, You Didn't nur nur nununur!
The red crane had swung round about 80 degrees and was lying almost East to West, weather-vaning in the wind, as, reportedly, it's supposed to.
Still no TV reception.
I can only conclude, therefore, that if the mere presence of a crane interrupts satellite reception, it must surely be affecting dozens if not hundreds of households within the immediate proximity, and therefore, by logic, must potentially have affected thousands, if not tens or hundreds of, in varrious building schemes over the past 15-20 years, in so many different locations worldwide.
Tomorrow, back to the drawing board
