"Okay" I said, "I'll put a couple of episodes of 'Lark Rise to Candleford' on DVD and watch them upstairs"
I put a blank DVD in the machine and proceded to format it and download the programmes onto the disc.
"The football!" he shouted as I changed channels to work through the menus to download to DVD.
I finished my stuff and put ITV back on, then I looked at the Radio Times.
"Ooo, there's a 'Marple 'on in 10 minutes" I said, "I think I'll record that"
I then went to 'Guide' and proceded to set the recorder to record Marple.
"The football's started!" he said, getting exasperated.
I put ITV back on, took my DVD out of the machine and went upstairs. The DVD didn't work in the TV upstairs.
"I must have done something wrong" I thought and toddled downstairs again to rerecord it.
I changed the TV to the DVD recorder and started to download again.
"THE FOOTBALL!!" he practically screamed.
"Okay, I'll put ITV on the DVD channel" I said and did so. While it was downloading I went into the kitchen to make a cup of tea.
"WHAT'S HAPPENING?" he shouted from the lounge, "IT'S CHANGED CHANNELS!"
I walked into the lounge to find the TV on ITV4, not ITV.
"Oh, it's changed itself ready to record 'Marple' " I said (I'm the only one who understands technology in our house)
"I give up" he said, and went upstairs to watch the football.
I lay full length on the comfy sofa with my cup of tea and two Hob Nobs watching 'Lark Rise to Candleford' on the big TV:
(He he he!)