George Tyndale: Roya Wedding couch potatoes make my life bliss

Apr 24 2011 by George Tyndale, Sunday Mercury

REGULAR readers already know this column’s feelings about the Royal Wedding and the hysteria surrounding it.

On Friday we will all enjoy an extra Bank Holiday so that the masses can watch the big day unfold on television.

Shopping centres are wheeling out giant screens, Youtube is gearing up for real-time coverage and the TV channels are planning blow-by-blow commentary.

The satellite news channels, naturally, will devote the entire day to interminable preview pieces, live broadcasting and expert analysis. Such are the perils of so-called rolling news coverage.

At Tyndale Towers, I have to confess not a single set will be switched on. That’s because the house will be occupied solely by a big, angry, suspicious, dog.

(And yes, dear burglars, his bite is very much worse than his bark).

Meanwhile, Mrs T and I will be strolling along the pier at Weston, ice-creams in hand, enjoying the peace and quiet afforded by all those royal couch potatoes.