More
of a 'what gets on my nerves' than a 'who'.

...and the answer is "All bloody programmes about food and/or especially programmes about houses."

"Oooh, Mary and John McDonut of Kings Lynn have 14 million quid to spend on a summer home. They can't decide on Scunthorpe or The Seychelles. What will they decide?"

Utter, utter tosh. Why do (did, does it still go on) we allow this drivel to enter our brains and make us think that buying houses (for either homes or investments - which it seems most of these shows are about) is entertainment.

When I bought the two houses I have bought over the years, it was hell on earth - certainly not what I would class as entertainment.
What makes it worse is, that they show Estate Agents on there in the same light as solicitors and teachers - you know the type, people who pent years learning their trade, as opposed to learning how to put a few bloody adverts in newspapers.

Bah!

I'm chuffed the housing market is fkuced - it might teach these knobjockets some humility.

...and don't even get me started on TV chefs - how hard can cooking be? Jesus, there's so bloody many of them, it can only be easy. Especially the stuff that fat-tongued bloke cooks.
(dchurch bah, Fri 5 Feb 2010, 17:27, 1 reply)

Every word...
..Im with you on every single one, In my time i've bought three houses (never more than one at a time) and every time was an expensive, painful slow mindfuck, in which every single piece of the process was for everyone else's enrichment
Like you im pleased its over for a bit, teh money involved, even for a regular joe like me, had become incredible, christ knows how these mongs turn up begging Phil and Kirsty to find them something fab for around 900k (wtf does that come out at a month ??)
The two fat cheeky bell ends on masterchef should be roasted gently over an open flame, rubbed lovingly with garlic, sea salt and fresh coriander, or summat.

Shite hawks.
(shinypurplebit booked his tickets (yay) on, Sat 6 Feb 2010, 9:12, closed)