Ol' Blue Eyes had been noticeably absent from the Local but, just as the Regulars were on the cusp of concern, it transpired that said absence was due to his puchase of a new television. Moreover he had been unable to leave the house since discovering that he could now effortlessly watch Poirot all day and Morse all night having after the revelation of its having Freeview inside or, in as he put it:
"FREEVIEW INSIDE!
INSIDE THE TELLY!
INSIDE!!!!!"
As the Regulars pondered such uncharacteristic expenditure wondering if, by some divine providence, all of Ol' blue Eyes' choice of horses had, for once romped home he elaborated that,
when watching the snooker and the red balls suddenly turned green then the table turned sideways, he realised he only had one option.
Whilst the Regulars complimented him on what must have been the longest-serving valve-endowed TV in the Shire Ol' Blue Eyes declared he was now just relieved to have one he could lift.
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