TV’s guiltiest pleasure is a reminder of just how much we love – and have missed – being nosy and judgmental
There are very few things that I dedicate as much time to as watching Love Island during the summer. For two months it’s on six nights a week, for at least an hour each time. I began watching it a few years ago, just because other people were doing it and I’m easily influenced, but now, in the third year of my Love Island lifetime, I found myself wanting to examine this behaviour a bit more closely.
What is it that I enjoy so much about this programme? And why am I enjoying it so much this season in particular?