You don't want to breathe my fumes in, believe me.
It's funny though, I've realised over the last couple of years that I've now lost all sense of taste when it comes to TV. I can't take drama at all - if it has acting, or even the hint of a plot, I turn it off. It really pissed off a mate of mine, who is an actor, when I told him I wouldn't be able to catch his last (13-part!) series. Good grief. How much time have I got to waste? Another mate of mine works (or did!) as a set-builder/tech on Violent Shitness, everybody's favourite murder drama, which I think was on Series 47 or something by lockdown, but he's made a damn good living out of it.
It's weird, as I have racks of movies and classic comedy/music on tape and DVD, but I just can't be bothered anymore. I tried watching Raging Bull the other night, which I loved when it came out, but after ten minutes this time I thought: 'This guy's just a wanker, as are all of his mates', and turned it off - even though I knew it was a fantasy, I just didn't want that kind of guy in my flat, or my head these days.
So it's basically the news or documentaries only at the moment. Until midnight...