Quality Viewing

I'm sitting in with the Leitrim Lady, the Swede and his KK watching nothing much on telly when the phone beeps.

Primordial radar! World's smallest muscleman - Discovery Channel. This one's called Romeo and he has a big audition tomorrow for Cirque du Soleil. His da's worried.

Excellent. We switch over and sit, rapt, for the final fifteen minutes of the programme. As the credits roll, the phone beeps with another text.

Paralysed rabbits on Channel 4.

With friends like mine, who needs a TV guide?