Tim Dowling: hello, York! I’m going live from my garden shed
Everyone else on the screen disappears and I am left to deliver a 20-minute talk to my own terrified face
I walk into the kitchen from my shed, holding a cardboard box that once contained a new wireless router. The oldest one does not look up from his computer as I enter.
“The broadband at the far end of the garden is now faster than it is in the house,” I say.
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