TV - a work in progress

We got our first TV in the fifties. I remember it being installed with a big aerial shaped like an X on the chimney. As I recall, we were one of the first on our street - something to do with an uncle being in the trade, the boozer who once dropped the Christmas cake in the chip pan, but that’s another story.

If Mum had known what was coming, I’m sure she’d have put her foot down.