Which guilty pleasure telly do you secretly binge without shame? Rank them!

Hours of watching beautiful strangers argue about who 'pied off' who. You'll deny watching it, but somehow know every contestant's name.

Strangers commit to legally binding chaos while experts nod gravely. The dinner parties alone could power the National Grid.

Trust fund twentysomethings sob over brunch about who kissed whom in Verbier. Strangely soothing and rage-inducing in equal measure.

Strangers cook for each other while the narrator absolutely destroys them. Peak British awkwardness in dining room form.

Mansion drama, prosecco fuelled feuds and accents you can cut glass with. It's basically Greek tragedy in fake tan.