Tourism in Essex has soared by 140 per cent after hit reality TV show The Only Way is Essex came to the screen.
Internet searches for weekend breaks have soared – despite the county being portrayed as a tacky place filled with nightclubs, beauty salons and bars.
I just love that (my emphasis) “despite” there. Go on Daily Mail!
For the record I know Essex very vaguely so I can’t really comment on the reality of it. As to the “reality” TV show…
The show, narrated by Essex girl Denise Van Outen, regularly pulls in one million viewers on ITV2.
One million people watch that! I have seen it and it’s dreadful. It’s like “Footballer’s Wives” without the production values, acting or plot. It’s fucking abysmal. Now before anyone gets on a high horse here it has to be said my taste in TV is decidedly
puerile non-Reithian. I am not the sort to watch Brian Sewell on BBC4 wittering on about Caravaggio and buggery*. My current favourite TV show is the re-runs of ‘Allo ‘Allo.
But there is a difference between well-done puerile and some jerk with a camcorder from Currys on 50 quid a day plus expenses (mainly Ginster’s**). Fair play to ITV2 if they can get a million people to watch that unmitigated shite.
For the record I live in Cheshire (the Essex of the North – allegedly) and the local estate agent is currently offering the opportunity to buy, for a mere 325K, “The Cottage at Ball Beard Farm”.
I’m trying to end this with a witty one-liner. I’m almost tempted to set up consortium to buy it. Just as long as I get to be the Indian Chief. That will have to do.
*The buggery is not mentioned enough as far as I’m concerned because the rest is just pretentious wank,
**Ever had a Ginsters? I did once. I prayed to all the gods in Valhalla because for me to have died then would have been the most profound of all mercies.