My dad came today to cut back some of the jungle in the conservatory.
He's eighty this year, which is hard for me to fathom since he still looks the same as he did when he was my age. Except he has a shock of pure white hair.
He came with news.
"I've bought a new television," he said. He'd never call it a "telly" or a "tv".
"It's flat screen, 32 inches," he smiled, "and colour."
You can take the man out of the 20th Century....
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