In Defence Of TV

Where would we be without it?

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The quality of TV has never been better, with big film directors heading over to the small screen and actors passing up on Hollywood roles for their moment to entertain us on our sofas. 

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In recognition of how great TV, the Radio Times now host a festival for just TV, held at Hampton Court Palace with lots of Googlebox-esque sofas with bowls of crisps, it sounds like my kind of heaven. 

Really - where would we be without TV? Lost, that's where (an excellent show, FYI).

Here’s what would have happened to me…

My parents would have surely gone insane

Without the beautiful aid of cartoon-shaped distraction, I doubt my parents would have made it. I certainly don't think I could handle a child without the help of Peppa Pig. What else does one do with a child between the hours of 5am and 7am?

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I'd have almost certainly have failed my politics A-level

I owe a lot to CJ, Leo, Barlett and co on The West Wing. They taught me how to speak fast, walk fast,  and be an all-round badass politics pro. I also learnt tons of useful stuff about American politics, including what a Filibuster was - and boy, did that impress the AQA exam board. On a similar note, what ER did for my medical knowledge is impressive. I'm confident I could perform a double bypass if needed, thanks to Doctor Greene.

My style would have very much suffered

Throughout my life, TV icons have informed my sartorial decisions. In my teens I had a colourful palette thanks to Clarissa and Blossom. At university, I pretended I was Angela from My So Called Life (and my boyfriend was totally Jared Leto). Through my early 20s, I had my hair just like Rachel’s and I wore a tutu just like Carrie’s (what was I thinking?!). And now, well, there are about eight versions of a cream silk shirt hanging in my wardrobe in an attempt to perfect the Nessa Stein from Honorable Woman sleekness.

Several relationships would have never survived

While I hate those smug couples who start boxset discussions with ‘We're watching', there's no denying that several of my longest relationships lasted thanks to TV. You see, while we were watching, we didn't have to talk/touch /look at each other - so why not stay together? At least till the end of the next series of 24...

I'd have no chat whatsoever

Without the morning work ritual of gossiping about whether the guys should have killed that croc on The Island or how much we are loving Ruth Wilson in The Affair, I’d be silenced. Entirely dumb. In fact, I might as well take a vow of silence and join a nunnery.

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