Saturday mornings on the telly used to be all cartoons and kids programmes. Now, in this digital television age, there are designated channels for the kiddiewinkles so the likes of BBC1 have decided, in their infinte wisdom, to bombard the poor viewer with cookery programmes.
Now I've nothing against cookery programmes as such - well, okay I have, they're pretentious twaddle in my view - but two bloody hours cooking all sorts of stuff at a time when many of us are feeling the after effects of a half pint shandy or ten the evening before doesn't demonstrate the best planning in the world by the Beeb.
There is one small consolation - Ainsley Harriott doesn't appear.....
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