I'm not normally one to write to you complaining although God Knows you have given me more than sufficient provocation in the past. Paying the moronic Chris Evans hundreds of thousands of pounds or wasting our resources on the grinning loon John Bishop...I could go on.
But now you've really excelled yourselves!
You probably KNOW this is my busiest time of year and I'm slaving over a computer and pile of boxes and bubble wrap in order to bring food to our lips and Bakers Complete Shite to the bowls of undeserving canines. You must KNOW that complete focus is required in order not to have yet another repetition of the sending of the wrong stuff to the wrong people - in China.
And what do you do?
You only release a complete archive of 60 years of Television so that hundreds of my childhood obsessions are now one click away from what I should be doing!
How am I supposed to put in a full day working when Tomorrow's World is on tap from the 60's, 70's and 80's? It's like dangling a bag of crack cocaine in front of a reformed addict. It used to be such a "must-see" sandwiched between Nationwide and Top of the Pops on a Thursday evening. You bastards!
Anyway I'm off to watch this one to get me in the Moog.
Thank you SO much