Many many years later, BA has come up with another one - a five minute clip which has forced me to see it in a more kindly light. In the tradition of the best (or worst as you may see it) reality TV programming tradition, the ad unabashedly tugs at the heart strings of immigrants like myself, tracing the journey home and how it feels to surprise your parents with a sudden visit.
After the first week's twists and drama, I was looking forward to see how the rest of the house would take shape without the shows former protagonist and antagonist (Michael and Sallie), however I can already see what is beginning to happen; the big personalities will all get evicted, leaving the boring housemates to last.
"Humankind cannot bear very much reality", suggested the poet TS Eliot many years ago. Well: I can't bear very much more right now. When I heard Kermit the Frog providing the soundtrack for a James Villas holiday advert a few days ago, I had my 2013 January epiphany. Celebrity TV has jumped the shark.
In a recent interview with The Underwear Expert, Tyson Beckford said of mentoring models on the 8th cycle of Britain and Ireland's Next Top Model, "Some of them, they think they know everything. You know what I mean? It's tough to try and teach them something."
Reality television is much like junk food - you start off thinking there's nothing wrong with a plate of chips every now and again and then you start to talk yourself into believing that the wilted and slightly greasy salad in your burger has valuable vitamins and minerals to offer, and suddenly you're ingesting a load of nutritionally questionable pap night after night.