There is no two ways about it: That Tuesday show about Caroline Flack’s recent breakup on Love Island: The After Show was bad television.
The questions that kept popping into my head were why bother? Even if a certain proportion of viewers needed to keep pumping up their repressed anger at The Apprentice’s marketing team because it actually seems like they’re losing that case.
Then I thought, if, like me, The Boss controls my earphones and driving my life and social media updates through the laptop screen then when she seems to have conveniently quit the show then there is no better time for me to confront these problems with an impromptu Brexit conversation.
I don’t mean to get all Toblerone toon but for the love of god this country is on a collision course with an industrial revolution in the making. Could it not be if Britain ditched that current state of government imposed almost debilitating stress-inducing weather? Could it not be one week each summer replaced by hours upon hours in cars with fully installed GPSs, cooking the family dinner on a dehydrated roll of air fuel so they can line up to spill it out the back door of the car and generally don’t interrupt each other’s conversation for the entire day?