A contestant has a couple of days to fully redevelop a room, with all of the intrusions of camera, sound and presenters. They are stressed, they are under fire and this isn’t even their job.
I love food programmes, and I love travel programmes. I even love it when competitive cooking programmes jet off to some far flung places to taste some lovely food.
I feel insecure about my accent; I feel insecure about my class. The two are inextricably linked, like it or not.
I enjoy technology, and I always have. I aspire to new kit and I lust after shiny objects. We are all but magpies after all.
When was the last time you watched a decent sitcom? They are increasingly rare beasts it seems.
I only like certain things, and top threes are about as far as I can get on any given topic.
Aspiration is hardly a new phenomenon, but TV gives it such scope with which to make its presence felt.