Monday, August 22, 2005

'scuse me while I kiss...

I have finally bitten the satellite bullet and handed thirty pieces of silver to Sky (prop. R. Murdoch), ironically in what augurs to be Arsenal's worst season in nearly twenty years. Leaving my misery guts to one side however (possibly via a pancreatic duodenectomy), there is a modicum of financial logic to it. The sports package costs £33 per month, with the first six months at half price; that's £297 for the year. We don't have a properly fitted standard TV aerial, so that would cost around £130 plus installation. So effectively we're paying twice the price for at least ten times the channels, some of which I actually want to watch; that's only £3 a week extra.
Before you think that this is an advert for Sky, however, remember that my money will be lining not only Murdoch's pockets but those of Roman Abramovich, Lee Bowyer, Phil and Garry Neville... Moreover, from Spring next year, Sky will be broadcasting in high definition , so we need to buy a HDTV. That means it's got to carry digital inputs and be big (at least 27"), flat and expensive. Our current 14" portable certainly does not fit the bill. Time to break out those ISAs and fully adopt the couch potato lifestyle?

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