We were somewhere around Barstow, on the edge of the desert, when the
drugs began to take hold. I remember Adrian
saying something like:

I did take a look in the loft, and the joints between the dish coax
and the downlead in the walls are simply 'wrapped & insulating tape' -
maybe there's a cock-up there ??

Fuicking hell. You've encountered the Untrained Clowns Satellite
Installation Company. They've got branches all over the place.
--

Dave