Last night we had half an hour to fill betwixt the Strictly Results show and the still excellent S.W.A.T., so through general inertia left the telly on BBC1 for Still Open All Hours.
Oh my days, this must be the worst show currently on telly. We stopped watching it midway through the last series as it was so shockingly bad, but if anything it's worse than ever.
When you look at the cast it's like some sort of zombie takeover by the dried out husks of some of yesterdays favourite faces.
Yet in a 'we don't care' undercurrent that's even more annoying than the shockingly bad script and terrible performances from some of the cast, is the BBC thinking "Northerners" and filling a back street corner shop in Doncaster with every accent north of Birmingham and thinking no-one will notice that everyone has different accents - even how Arkwrights son, supposedly born and bred in Yorkshire, has a Geordie accent?
Last of the Summer Wine descended into this sort of crap in the last 10 years or so before it was finally put out of it's misery, but it never got this bad.
Perhaps the shop can start selling a popular type of margarine and rename itself I Can't Believe It's Still Open All Hours?
Surely Sir David Jason doesn't need the money? Ronnie Barker must be spinning in his grave.