Scene: An ordinary living room. Sitting in an armchair, an elderly person turns over the last page of a large print book. As they read the last word, they sigh, and their adult child walks in.
"Finished?"
"Yes, " they reply sadly. "Can you see if the library has any more?"
"I'll try, but they did say this was the last large print you hadn't read. Here, let me return it for you."
Cut to: Library. The book is being returned, and the librarian is shaking their head.
Cut to: Bookshop. After a short conversation, the owner sadly shakes their head as well, but suggesting something.
Cut to: sitting room.
"I'm sorry, the library doesn't have any new books for you, and even the bookshop can't get them. But.." and with that they pull out a lightweight <insert name of device>, clearly showing very large print text of a brand
new book.
Voiceover: "<Insert name of device>: making everything available in large print."
And for the late-night irreverend version, the following addition can be made:
The Grandad can be seen taking out his device, and checking the room is empty. With a smile, he turns it on and a particularly raunchy cover appears of what is doubtlessly a
bonkbuster.
Voiceover: "<insert name of device>: For Grandad who likes smut and can't focus."
With apologies to Victoria Wood and the
J.R. Hartley Yellow Pages advert.