There were shocks galore as the family were duly introduced to that well known 70s delicacy...curry. Wow! This stuff is hot! Father couldn’t believe how hot a vindaloo is. Had the BBC found the only family in the UK who have never eaten a curry? Maybe, just maybe.
And there was more. They gawped in astonishment as they were presented with….crisps! Yep, not only have this lot never eaten curry, but it turns out they have never sampled the delights of Golden Wonder. Crikey where have this lot been? Mars?
The family then sat around their seventies-styled lounge munching on that strange delicacy known as a Pot Noodle. The mother looked at her Pot strangely, desperately trying to feign surprise. Father too played along, handling the noodles like an Amazonian Indian might. Ooh, instant noodles, what are these strange things before me?
There was more. The family were introduced to frozen food. Fair play to them, they tried their best to look surprised at the prospect of frozen food. I mean how 70s. Remember frozen food?
There were even more weird 70’s traditions to sample on this utterly pointless programme. The kids played outside on bicycles. They squealed their surprise. What is this strange thing called play, these things called bicycles?
Mother got a job. A job sitting at an old fashioned typewriter. Well, it wasn’t really a job, it was a stunt for the TV programme. Meanwhile Pap sat at home waiting for mum to get in and start cooking. Apparently women did everything back in the 70s. Can you imagine ladies, working and cooking? Shock, horror! It's not like that could happen nowadays is it?
One or two 70s delights were however conspicuous by their absence. We never got to see Dad's collection of Razzle magazines stuffed away in the shed, nor did the couple reach for that most popular of 70s instruction manuals The Joy of Sex. Shame. A bit of gratuitous hirsuite action would have completed the gratuitous ignorance rather well, not arf. "Mum, Dad! like you're so like hairy!"
If the producers had really wanted to recreate 70s life could they not have sent Mum and Dad to the local 'boozer' where he could have got off his face on Skol and she could have sipped babyschams, while smoking like a couple of chimneys?
Dad could have oggled the barmaid's 'knockers' safe in the knowledge that the kids were at home under the care of the local baby-sitting peadophile. They could have even stopped off for a 'chinky' on the way home.
Next week they’ll have to feign surprise at 1980s food. Presumably they’ll be horrified to tuck into their first ever KFC bucket. Now if that’s not a cue for that Hairy Biker to raise his ugly head again I don’t know what is
Can’t wait. In the meantime could someone explain the point of this programme?