TV review: Rich House Poor House - yawning by half way

I was yawning before the halfway point in this newish British reality show Rich House Poor House on TV One, Tuesday night.

Not all this stuff again, I thought.

There's never any talent on reality shows anyway. And not that rich and poverty thing AGAIN!

The poverty trapped families living in their mouse trap-sized houses and the ravishing rich families living in their mansions with everything en suited and highly polished. Boring how many times already.

I mean how do the tele chaps justify making this stuff ad infinitum? I'm over the way these things are called social experiments. Yeh, right.

They are money making ventures - simple.

Before I get too incensed and you're wondering what I'm on about ... the programme is how the rich family move into the poor family's tiny dump and have to cope for a week in severely straightened circumstances especially considering the puny amount of dosh allotted for the weekly budget.

And yes, you've guessed it, the poor chaps are off on a glorious week's holiday surrounded by landscaped gardens, multiple bathrooms, a kitchen the size of a barn and a couple of Range Rovers parked in the drive.

AND in this episode nearly $2000 to blow on their weekly shop.

Once again the poverty of the working-class family is blamed on the government and the rich ... well they got lucky or inherited.

Repetitive reality yet again. I can't think of a decent, intelligent comment yet again.

Yes I can.

Both families owned a great dog.