The first year we had a TV in the Balcony Room. We took it out after noticing nobody had turned it on for six months, and that one guest had covered it with a blanket.
The internet is good, so this is not about being hermits. It is just that in the evening something else happens here: the fire gets lit, someone brings out a deck of cards, and Tudor starts a story he never finishes the same way twice.
If there is a match on, tell us. We will watch it together, on a laptop, in the kitchen.