I have a funny relationship with the television.

I wouldn’t say I watch tons of it, I wouldn’t even say I watch a lot of it. You can keep your soaps and your period dramas, they just don’t interest me.

But lately my relationship has changed quite significantly. Now whether this is down to being in my own pad and having responsibility of the remote control, I’m not sure.

IT seems that I spend a lot of time flicking through the channels. I never used to do this, I used to watch something I wanted to watch when it was on, and then turn the TV off, or put a DVD on, or read a book (before anyone says anything, yes I can read).

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But now, I spend a large portion of my evening ‘channel surfing’, hopping from one five minute snippet of something ludicrous to the next.

And it has shown me just how many strange programmes are on our channels.

I’m quite an avid watcher of Channel 4, and all of its sub-channels. But recently it has all got a little bit smutty, don’t you think?

While flicking through in the last few weeks, I have found a programme about sex parties, a programme about ‘mature’ female escorts and possibly what should have been the most offensive, Blue Go Mad In Ibiza.

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Now I say what should have been the most offensive for this reason, I actually quite like it.

I know I shouldn’t, and I know what people will think, but I don’t care. I’m standing up and saying it has got me hooked.

For anyone who hasn’t seen it, the show revolves around the awful 00’s boy band Blue, and their latest pining for fame.

They have decided to set up a bar in Ibiza in the hope of franchising it out to other party destinations around the globe. Not a bad business idea, right?

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The twist of the show comes when the boys think they are filming a documentary to go with it, but really the mean TV bosses are planting actors and scenarios for the boys to contend with.

Sounds like utter drivel, right?

But I can’t turn it off; something about that show keeps my watching. I can’t say what it is, or what I get out of it, but I don’t turn it over.

For someone who normally has fairly decent (I think, the partner will argue) taste in TV programmes, this goes against the grain and is quite a shift from what I usually engage with.

Am I becoming more receptive to over the hill boy bands in my older age? Or am I just becoming acquainted with what the masses watch?

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It came as a sort of comfort when I found out another gentleman in the office shares the passion for Blue Go Mad In Ibiza as I do, I’m not alone, and my guilty pleasure maybe doesn’t have to be as secretive as I first thought.

We’ve tried to encourage one or two other people in the office to tune in, no takers yet...

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