Black TeaV

I entered the kitchen. I lit the oven and entered my tart (in the pie-meaning of the word). I sat down and had a chat with one of my floormates about Guy Fawkes. And slowly, very slowly, it dawned on me that something was wrong: the tv was switched off!

This glorious state lasted for five minutes. Then a second floormate found the loose plug and put it back in.

However, with ten British students living here, I might use this strategy another eight times!