BBC - who commisions this rubbish?
I've given
Candy Cabs three quarters of an hour, and I haven't come close to even just smiling once.
It's described as a 'comedy' in my TV Guide.
I should be able to claim back my Licence fee under the Trades Descriptions Act, or whatever it's called now.
Who reads the scripts and/or watches the pilots for this sort of complete rubbish and decides it's fit for human consumption?
For example: "
I have four sons... and not one birthday card in all these years - mind you, they don't send me one either".
Hang on, I'll just go and get a needle and thread, it would appear that my sides have split.
Or am I just getting older, cynical, and harder to please