She thought that a lifetime was just like a day of watching television. In the early hours there was a sequence—nursery programmes followed by school serials. After that it became a jumble—a comedy half-hour and then a drama full of sex or murder; a boring stretch that seemed to go on for ever in which people did nothing but talk nonsense; an interlude of romance; more mayhem, more boredom, then nothing. –Clare Boylan, Beloved Stranger

She thought that a lifetime was just like a day of watching television. In the early hours there was a sequence—nursery programmes followed by school serials. After that it became a jumble—a comedy half-hour and then a drama full of sex or murder; a boring stretch that seemed to go on for ever in which people did nothing but talk nonsense; an interlude of romance; more mayhem, more boredom, then nothing. –Clare Boylan, Beloved Stranger

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