Chapter Twenty-Six: Monday night
“The discovery of a leopard’s skull floating in the waters close to Goliath Falls in the River Fowey on 24th July 1994 was later discredited as a hoax when detailed analysis revealed that the skull had once been part of a leopard-skin rug.”
Tal didn’t know why he hadn’t done it sooner. It was fantastic. It was like a brave new world for him. Perhaps the image wasn’t the best he had ever seen, but hey, it wasn’t bad either. Yes, all things considered, buying a T.V. had been a very wise decision. There hadn’t been a Channel 5 when he had last seen a set: he had no idea that there was so much porn on terrestrial. What on earth had he been doing wasting so much time on the floozy from the barge opposite, when for the cost of the license fee he could get it piped directly into his own home?
Tal sat back in his most comfortable chair, flicking between the channels with the remote control, a contented smile on his face.