The Post-TV Diaries: Part 2
Now that I don’t have one, I see television EVERYWHERE. I feel like Bruce Willis in The Sixth Sense. My days are full of annoying glimpses of Eastenders in the launderette, Hell’s Kitchen at my grandmother’s house (and my word, wasn’t ignorance bliss), tennis and football in the pub, CNN at work… not to mention every radio station being saturated with adverts and references to TV, which I simply hadn’t noticed before. When did television become acceptable wallpaper for our entire lives? I can run, but I bloody well can’t hide.