That's nothing. We yoosta live in an open-top skip on th'edge o'th' rubbish tip, wi' only a torn net furra roof: http://www.gruts.com/archive/2005/09/03a/
Now that I am getting (much) older - I was not young when this sketch first aired - I find myself often tempted to tell "uphill in the snow backwards both ways with no shoes" stories about my early days experiences of computing.
Don't encourage me.
And thanks for the link.
For some reason in the early part of this I was reminded of Steptoe and Son, very different comedy but I guess the topic reminded me of it.