Paul Ross (I)

Do you ever have those really weird dreams where famous people crop up in bizarre situations? Paul Ross unicycling through Matalan, that kind of thing? Well, is it just me or does Hotel Babylon, with each passing week, feel increasingly like one of those dreams?

The big question that the first Grumpy Old Men raised last Friday was: what was wrong with Paul Ross the week they were filming? Grumpy Old Men was prime Ross territory, one of those curious programmes invented at the end of the 20th century where celebrities don't tell anecdotes or share facts, but just say very ordinary things about very ordinary things ("I don't think we ever had a Hula Hoop - my friend's sister did, though"), as if they were trying to be in an Alan Bennett play, but didn't quite understand how they work.