The hill I will die on: Washing-up bowls are horrible and should be banned | Jason Hazeley

These unhygienic, offensive lumps of plastic do everything the sink does, and less. It’s time to get rid

When I was a kid, our TV was in a television cabinet. For those unfamiliar with this preposterous abomination, it was a box on legs into which the TV was placed to hide it. It was some sort of furniture hangover from the era of covering a piano’s ankles lest they cause lustful sweats to break out under the starched collars of young gentlemen.

The trouble is, a two-doored, TV-shaped-and-sized box in the corner of the room where the TV would usually be, cables trailing from its rear and armchairs angled towards it, was about as good a disguise as when a child lacking object permanence puts its hand up to its eyes and assumes the rest of the world can’t see it.

Jason Hazeley is a comedy writer who is partly responsible for TV untellectual Philomena Cunk