This time there was no talk of repair. It was simply a matter of getting the tape out and then taking the whole thing to the tip (where I can mingle with all the rich and famous). There is something very liberating about taking something to bits without caring how to put it together again. I had the video out (undamaged) in ten minutes. The TV will never work again.
I used to know someone who worked in a TV repair shop. He had some lovely stories of upright, solid citizens who would bring in video players for repair because they had copies of "Swedish Chartered Accountant on the Job" or somesuch stuck inside them. He would make a special effort to be in the shop when the owner turned up to collect their mended machine, to describe how the tape had got stuck and hand back the video with a smile.