Divided we fail

I'm spending most of this week pottering, and a whole new world of daytime TV mediocrity is opening up to me. Today: Divided, hosted by Andrew Castle, where strangers are forced into a team scenario and must then overcome their mutual distrust to answer multiple choice questions. Then, they decide how their winnings should be Divided between them, using emotional blackmail, passive aggression and physical combat. Probably. I don't know. I didn't see the end.

One of the first questions asked the team to deduce which of three sentences contained all the letters of the alphabet. 

Option A was a red herring – 'The quick brown fox jumped over the lazy dog.'

Options B and C were brilliantly bizarre (yet one did indeed contain all the letters of the alphabet). 

B Blackbirds love my big sphinx of quartz

C Pack my box with five dozen liquor jugs.

These are the kind of imperatives read out by the phone operatives of specialist sex lines.

After the contestants answered correctly, Andrew Castle said, 'You guys are playing great.' 

I'm no fan of Andrew Castle.

Also, I have now dusted my television.