No Telly!

Last night, I came home from work and the telly was not working
No telly!
There has been a scaffolding put up around my building
I think that may have been the culprit
I nearly broke down in tears
I would have pulled my own hair out from my scalp in despair but for the fact I am desperate for the dang thing to turn into a thick strong rope
I honestly don’t know how I coped
Beware the office worker today
She may be smiling, cheerful and efficient
But believe me she can very cheerfully and efficiently
Chop you into little pieces
Smiling as she does







The problem with the book

I am sorry to say is that it requires concentration, it requires coordination and it requires positioning my body at the “perfect” angle whose coordinates is almost always found more by chance than facts.

I have to balance my body just so, puff the pillow just so, hold the book just so, position my neck just so and turn the pages more so.

And heaven help me if I laugh or jump the book also jumps and laughs. I then have to find the page if I have lost it that is.

My eyes have to scan furiously for the lines. Have I missed something, did I read that? When did that happen?

With my darling telly, I can eat and watch, read and watch, dance and I watch.
Sometimes I don’t even have to watch at all. I can listen too

A telly is like a cat, it purrs along doesn’t need much just an electric supply any old surface will do really. For character let the grime build across the screen for a change clean away.

So until someone invents a book that I can wear like glasses and turn the pages by blinking

I want my telly back now please