I was talking to my colleague Robin Ellis the other day (not the Robin Ellis who used to be in Poldark ; we couldn’t afford him): ‘Do you remember The Adventure Game , Robin?’ I asked. He looked at me blankly, as is his wont. ‘Early 80s, puzzle-based game, set on the planet Arg?’ Not a sausage. ‘The characters were really alien dragons in disguise, and all their names were anagrams of the word ‘dragon’? Silence deep as death.

N.B. Before reading this blog it is worth stating that my cultish sensibilities frequently draw me to re-evaluate that which is targeted for scorn. During the summer recess period I became mildly obsessed with a television series.

Big changes are taking place at Sky, even before the much anticipated buyout of non-Murdoch shareholders by Fox. This buyout is currently awaiting approval from Ofcom and the relevant minister. At least that isn’t John Whittingdale any more, but Karen Bradley is scarcely one to stand up to the all-powerful Murdoch machine.

I have spent most of the last week worrying about my upcoming turn on the CST rota. Like Kim Akass my TV viewing habits have gone awry, mine in the inevitable balancing act of work/life/kids where at present I am wedded to watching entertainment programming mostly as it is scheduled – how passe.