Watching a bunch of celebrities trying to revitalise flagging careers on the television is not my idea of fun.
I tend to steer clear of Strictly Come Dancing for that very reason.
Don’t get me wrong, I do enjoy watching the dancing and seeing all the sequins sparkling under the TV lights – and the women’s frocks aren’t bad either.
But I’d enjoy it more if it were normal people, taken from the street and put through their paces each week.
That said, I was quite pleased that Bafta has devised a special award for Strictly.
Apparently the sets are so good and the costumes so intricate that the show sets new standards for talent and creativity. And that’s good enough for me.