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When my husband announced that he was going to buy a new T.V to replace our old one, that to be fair had long past it's sell by date, I have a vague memory of agreeing that this was a good idea, and some recollection of a discussion about it fitting into one of the alcoves in our living room. Now whilst in my professional life as an interior designer, something as important as deciding on the size of a T.V measured against the available space, the integration of the cabling and surround sound system into a scheme, would be something that was carefully planned to ensure that my client had a perfect design solution. Seemlessly blending the technology into an aestetically perfect environment.

But after a hard day's work when all that really matters is that all important glass of Rioja and the new series of Desperate Housewives, something went horribly wrong with my normal brain function and I allowed him to order the T.V all by himself. Having measured the width of the alcove and finding out to his delight and my eventual horror that he could fit a 46" T.V in the space leaving a 5mm border either side.

Find out in my next blog how I am now forced to re-design my whole house in order to incorporate this evil monstrosity into my life and save my marriage!