I've been showing Andrew the full horror of the TV of my childhood. Andy Pandy. Rag Tag and Bobtail. Billy Cotton's Band Show.
"This is brilliant, Andrew. We can put together a whole evening of genuine 1965 telly. A whole two hours. They even have the crappy adverts with the cut-glass voice-over. That would be fun, wouldn't it?"
"No. It's crap, dad."
He has a point.
But we did trip theatrically over the Till Death us do Part christmas special from 1966 while wandering around the unlit cellar of sixties TV.
Next to the wireless. On the sideboard. That's a pin back there. What's chalked on it? Is that PA?