Big Screen Boll

When Boll and I moved, we decided to downsize and get a tiny LCD TV, as we’ve always held that there’s an inverse correlation between the dimensions of your TV screen and your IQ.
It arrived. The speakers were no bigger than hamsters and rattled oddly. I also needed binoculars to see the screen. It was the size of a guinea pig.
Also, Bollinger couldn’t watch her birds-and-small-creatures video, as she throws herself at the screen while it’s on, and she kept knocking the flimsy thing over.
So I’ve now given in and bought a frighteningly vast TV in a sale. It’s not an LCD one so it has a huge bulbous posterior. It also comes with a monstrous stand. But the man in the shop says it has brilliant sound. And he confessed, sotto voce, that it has a better picture than its LCD equivalents. I’m also hoping it will be Bollinger-proof.
It arrives on Saturday. Boll and I are very excited.