This one has been positioned as far away from the settee as we can get, and gleams blackly at us when switched off. The first programme I sat and watched was "Masterchef"; Michel Roux's eyes mesmerisingly huge as he glared at the camera as he demanded "it must be PERFECT". I shrank back into the cushions and prayed that he could not see the ordinary platefuls of "mince-and-veg-and pasta" that we were having for supper, sitting on the settee n front of The Box.
I'm planning to launch a new TV channel (in my dreams) called "wallpaper". You will be able to choose from "cosy coal fire",
"view from the train" (you should position your chairs sideways on to the screen for this one),
Actually, I am procrastinating again. I still haven't done anything about sorting out the dining-room.