It came along just after Joseph outgrew the pre-school telly age so I thought "ha" I'll never have to watch that nonsense.
I did not bargain on the girl - she loves it. I don't know why. It is a load of nonsense. Characters with silly names falling down, washing each other and lifting their skirts.
And yet, it is strangely addictive. I have spent an inordinate amount of time this week (as the boy has been sick and we have been housebound) watching the goings on in the garden and have pondered such great things as whether or not Makka Pakka has OCD, if the people who name the Tittifers really thought that one through, whether the Haa-Hoos are obese or just big boned, what would happen if the Tombliboos wore the wrong trousers and which part of the Ninky Nonk I would sit in give the chance. (The middle bit, for the record... with the nice blue curtains - favoured by Iggle Piggle and Upsy Daisy).
Yes, I am 33 and yes I have just used the words Makka Pakka, Haa Hoos, Tittifers, Tombliboos, Ninky Nonk, Iggle Piggle and Upsy Daisy in a blog post.