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Poison

Today's lesson: daytime television is poison.

I sat down on the sofa at ten o'clock, ready to research software development on the Mac. Apart from a break for lunch I've hardly moved - and I've done almost nothing with the computer. Instead I've learnt about the dangers of pro-anorexia websites and why Tourettes might ruin someone's wedding. I've sat through half an episode of a Welsh-language version of Noddy. I've worked on the maths behind Deal or No Deal.

I've also figured out why it's a good thing I don't have a TV.