“You should have brought your TV,” said my boyfriend gleefully as we passed the retro and relics section of the Eurogamer Expo. “You could have set it up in a corner and nobody would have known the difference.”
He has teased me endlessly about my TV since we met. I loved my television. I loved it primarily because my parents gave it to me gratis when I moved into Twee Flat, and a free TV is not to be sniffed at.
Primarily, I enjoy it because it is an example of how far we have come in terms of tech. It’s a Thomson Scenium – who are Thomson? Do they even make televisions anymore? – and a decade ago, it cost my parents £1500. Let’s just have a think about what you can get for £1500. It was THE SHIT of its day. The televisual ubermaester. It has good sound. But ultimately, a new Samsung costs £250 on Amazon, and I got bored of sitting in my armchair six feet away in order to play PS3 games. This thing predates HD.
So if any person, or company, or whatever, would like a free television in alarmingly good working order, and can come to Camberwell to collect it, contact me on katmsbrown @ hotmail.com.
– 27″ screen (36″ frame)
– Virtual Dolby surround sound (I do not know what this means)
– 8.5 inches with attached stand
– remote control and power lead attached
– perfect working order, probably bomb proof
– prime example of TV’s land before time, unless you count the enormous boxes we had in the 80s
No timewasters please, or my ancient television and I will troll you til kingdom come.
UPDATE: After absolutely minimal interest in having a television for free, I sold it on eBay for £20. Score!