It’s either consistent or predictable that I’ll feel compelled to comment on Married at First Sight.
Now like most people I know, reality TV is the one thing that draws me back to free to air and I genuinely do hate myself for it.
What starts as a group of the lovelorn and the lost brimming with sunshine and confidence rapidly descends into something like a title fight.
Most of these relationships do slowly decay into acrimony and lament, and that’s all very well, but there’s a room full of pointyheads rubbing their hands together and calling it an experiment.
An experiment is when you drop a mentos into a diet coke can. This is something altogether more twisted.
Relationships are not intrinsically all that interesting. In fact they’re pretty mundane.
That’s why for my money First Dates Australia is better value. The whole ‘‘will they won’t they?’’ rollercoaster starts afresh every week.
Of course if you watch Love Island you’re part of the problem.