What did you think of the Christmas telly?
Other than the rather daft head-in-a-box bad guy who killed the disaster movie-style tension in the Doctor Who festive special, it was still by far the most entertaining show on the box on December 25 - although Kylie wasn't the ever-present guest star the hype suggested.
However, the other programme I was intrigued to see was the revival of upper class '70s sitcom To the Manor Born, with Penelope Keith and Peter Bowles looking remarkably spritely after a quarter-of-a-century away from their great big house.
It was a nice idea in theory, but placing this nostalgia fest immediately prior to the far naughtier Catherine Tate Show wasn't the greatest piece of scheduling the BBC has been responsible for.
Perhaps if you own an Aga and believe all the scaremongering about young people/immigrants/working classes the Daily Mail peddles on every other page, then you'd no doubt have been chortling uproariously along with the laughter track as Audrey and Richard locked horns over a rock festival and oddly shaped carrots. I have to be honest - I wasn't.
I hoped, for these enlightened times, that Audrey's handsome nephew Adam (Alexander Armstrong) would turn out to be in a gay relationship with the bolshy butler and a marquee would hastily be erected in the grounds for a civil ceremony. Instead, Audrey's bigoted views stopped the aforementioned rock festival being staged and the upper classes got their own way - again.
Even my mum, who watched the show when it attracted almost 30m viewers, turned to me at the end and said: "Hmm, bit dated that, wasn't it?"
Well said. Fancy another Bailey's before Catherine Tate comes on?
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