New crop of farmers no strangers to skincare

And she might have a point. These five guys appear to be quite familiar with skincare regimes and, in the case of beardy Jason, there's definitely some facial hair maintenance going on.

One of them is in their 30s and another in their 40s, but they're looking pretty good for their age.

The sceptic in me wondered if the producers had pulled a swifty and picked a few good-looking guys from a casting agency and told them to pretend to be farmers.

As is the way with modern dating shows, Farmer Wants A Wife is still leaning into the drama rather than presenting a more wholesome contrast to the odious MAFS.

So we have one or two bitchy contestants (who, just quietly, could be familiar with Botox) out to sabotage their rivals, another who breaks into tears at minor incidents and others who decide to storm out for reason that aren't at all clear.

If a host has their name in the title of the show it's usually because the creators believe there will be some name recognition, which will then draw in some more eyeballs.

I'm sure Danny Trejo is a nice guy and is good to his mum and loves puppies but he's hardly an actor recognisable by name.

He's a very busy actor, appearing in more than 250 movies and TV shows but he's more someone you see and go "oh, yeah I've seen that guy before" rather than thinking "oh, look, Danny Trejo is hosting this show - that's a must-see!".

That said, the show isn't too bad.

It's not one of those that looks at UFOs, the Loch Ness Monster or Area 51.

Instead it tells a series of little stories about events you've probably never heard before; like the house flipper who found a copy of the first ever Superman comic hidden in the wall of his new purchase or the man who found Jackie Robinson's baseball bat in a garage sale.

The stories are interesting and, if you don't like one, they're only a few minutes long so another story will come along soon.

The title of the series is a bit odd, as these aren't really "mysteries".

This UK series is a follow-on from Twenty Twelve, a BBC mockumentary set around the organising of the London Olympics.

Kinda sounds like 1999 Australian series The Games, doesn't it? Co-creator John Clarke certainly thought so, accusing the BBC of plagiarising their show after spending some time picking the brains of the Australian creators.

The BBC denied they'd plagiarised anything which, of course they would say that.

So there's a good feeling knowing that this sequel - which looks at the World Cup organising - just isn't very good.

It is a very pedestrian comedy, with outdated references to social media and lame takes on "they/them" pronouns and a character who is an angry Spanish woman - which feels very close to a racist cliche.

It's simply not very funny and totally dodges poking any fun at FIFA, which is pretty lame for a mockumentary about their premier event.