I have to admit that on rainy afternoons (not that we have that many), Lady Magnon (and I) do enjoy this wonderful show, hosted by the fragrant Alistair Appleton, but I would like to suggest that they change its name to the above.
The house-hunters usually have quite substantial amounts of money to spend, are unbelievably 'picky', and generally appear desperate to overtake those illusive 'Joneses'. Their demands always dismiss either thatched roofs or internal beams (a strange thing when you're looking for a country house), and they always refer to stones as 'bricks'. Give me bloody strength!
On a recent show one woman even rejected a fabulous property because the superb, very expensive, and brand new kitchen, had cupboards rather than drawers.
When so many people have difficulty even finding a suitable rental property, these house-hunters demand the most ridiculous facilities, and of course (as they're townies) nothing is ever right for them. Occasionally the show includes a reasonably sensible couple, but the majority are just crazy parvenus with impractical rose-tinted glasses, and whimsical 'country' dreams.
If you want to see how people regard property in the UK; watch it. BBC1 3 pm.