Now, what have we now? The horrible Interweb. It will ruin our youth and drive us all to distraction. Mark my words. Ahh yee ooh, the fangle, the fraught of today. When I was a young fuddler we had ourselves a telebox. We'd all sit around it together and hold hands and bath in the bluelight, except when we were frying our bananas in the radiation. We queued up to turn the knobs. Oh what a thrill we got! Two channels. And that Dougal fellow, so handsome, such an authority on world events. How he travelled. Such hair! Pass the bananas.


