I bumped into David Blunkett once in 1994 in Majorca. We were in one of those convenience stores they have under the  large hotels which sell everything from milk and bread, to flip-flops and other beach paraphernalia. David Blunkett was buying a beach ball and my friends and I purchased the same "Blunkett Ball" to kick around the pool too.

This was during the Conservative years, before Blunkett's rise to Home Secretary and his brace of resignations. He seemed quite happy then with his black labrador beside him, while his wife decided which margarine to buy.

I can't say I'm thrilled to hear of another reality TV show, but the title alone "Banged Up With Blunkett" raises a smile. The set up is that Mr Blunkett will reside as parole officer over ten teenage delinquents, determining whether they should walk. Contestants (another word for teenage delinquents) are also lectured by former criminals.

Yet again the programme title and the concept remind me a little of Brass Eyes spoofs, specifically the videos of celebrities offering guidance shown to new inmates and repeat offenders.