Thunderbirds are back, but is the new version of Gerry Anderson's classic puppet saga any good? Well, the answer is yes and no.
Armchair adventurers will get a kick out of this new show on Animal Planet, 100 Miles From Nowhere. As will sadists. Three men, Matt Galland, Danny Bryson and Blake Josephson travel to some of the world's remotest spots, trekking some 100 miles in just four days.
Emmanuel is a serious contender, another act who has been brilliant throughout. This was absolutely amazing. His range is off the scale. From the minute he started singing, to the minute he stopped, it was faultless. 10/10
So after all the hype, the ads, the contorted build-up, the dozens of days of negotiations, the thousands of headlines, the millions of words of pre-match and post-match analysis, just over three million people bothered to tune in for the first 'big debate' agreed between the parties and the broadcasters. That is a shamingly low figure for all of us.
Everyone keeps asking me what's on my bucket list. The problem is: I don't actually have one. People seem surprised when I tell them that. Why? Are all terminally ill people expected to have bucket lists? Do they help in some way?
We are currently in the midst of the barren lands where a series has finished some months ago and the next instalments will not be coming in to view on the horizon until the Autumn. So how does a Whovian get their fix until then? The answer has arrived in the shape of an award-winning musical...
It was rubbish- a disservice to us the audience. And it's not about the format, it's about the presenters. Jeremy Paxman and Kay Burley are everything that is iffy with modern Britain - a bully and an average.
It's the sort of programme that Scarlett Moffat from Googlebox would love. Is that a recommendation? Only about as far as unprepared blowfish is a recommendation on a Japanese restaurant menu.
I had initial concerns that a Neighbours' audience might not really go for my anarchic style of comedy, but my fears were unfounded - the show was well received. Britain gobbled up dissent. I felt at home. I would be back.
It was not Danny Cohen or Tony Hall or Oisin Tymon that killed Top Gear. It was the man who made it in the first place. I am a big fan of his work but, based on the evidence we have heard over the past few weeks, I am not such a big fan of the man any more.
You cannot go round hitting people because you don't get the steak you wanted. Sorry it that makes me sexist, PC or humourless! And if someone is on a final warning as was much trumpeted re Clarkson last year, then that's it. You can't get an even more yellow card than that.
However, there were a couple issues that came to light through the programme, one of which was the danger of denial with the mentally ill, and another being the place of guilt on those with mental illnesses.
This show shares the same attention to detail beloved by fans of 'The Killing' and other Nordic Noir dramas, and the claustrophobic, literally edge-of-the-seat stuff we've seen in 'Homeland' at its best.
Its second series ends this week and, as yet, there is no news of a third season being confirmed. Looking (Sky Atlantic, Thurs, 11.50pm) is not only entertaining and engrossing but it is the most revolutionary show currently on television, yet it seems hardly anyone is watching it.
Treadwell-Collins described the live week as being "a fantastic opportunity for EastEnders to create a massive national event, and one that will enable us to celebrate 30 years of [the show] in spectacular style." He didn't disappoint.
Twelve acts remain and of those, four will leave tonight. No second chances. It will be pack your bags and Bon voyage!