I just sat and watched it. I spent the last 15 minutes of it wiping tears off my face. I now feel the urge to shout sexual obscenities out of the window at passing women and perhaps bench press something to assert my masculinity. That is all
I can't watch it any more, which is a shame as the guys on it are genuinely funny and good old Deb'n boys to boot. I can't watch it because despite all the good work they do for people who really could do with some help, I despise how the producers feed off the misery of the beneficiaries of the builds. The second the director instructs the cameraman to crash zoom onto the face of somebody breaking down with emotion so that we don't miss a single shed tear, I would gladly stab the wanker with a soldering iron. It is the sickest form of voyeurism, and I know lots of sick forms of voyeurism.
Watched this too mate, same as! Brings it home when the most important thing any of will ever have is time!
I get where you're coming from, Ken, but it's kinda one feeding the other. It'd be nice if people just did this everyday for everyone who needs it but it does take someone to highlight the problem that the people are in genuine need of help and then organise the tradesman to come and help. I can also see past the uplifting music and crying people but it's more genuine than the X Factor.
Spot on It's a bit sad that we all get so caught up in our own shit that it takes a BBC DIY programme to highlight it to us, innit.
Try to watch this whenever i can as its very funny and certainly was not the first time i have had tears in my eyes watching this programme
