Dream: We'd moved house for some reason. It was a huge building in a vast terrace - all of the houses were joined and were so big that you could walk through the middle of the houses like they were part of the street. We'd bought a flat, but all I saw were two big living rooms, joined in the middle by an archway. Outside, it was snowing.
We'd invited some friends over to the new place, it was still a mess, but already had that lived in feel, with a lot of clutter and trinkets like a typical old house. My wife had bought a new TV, replacing our own. It was tiny. A 6" screen in an antique wooden cabinet with dials and a brown speaker at the side of it. The grainy little image was black and white.
As our guests started to arrive, friends from my wife's place of work (and some odd guy I didn't recognise, maybe he wasn't supposed to be there) I asked how she was going to play video games on it or watch BluRays. There wasn't a Scart socket, never mind an HDMI port... it just had an old coaxial input. On the screen was her favourite video game, but it was hard to see it.
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