Mikey! Mikey! They're getting away from me!

Wow. I loved The Interceptor. Class warfare. Fantastic. Way better than watching Anneka Rice's dayglo lycra arse, too.

*goes off into quiet reverie about big blonde athletic men in black leather*
The fact that they were so thick that just sitting in a tractor and pulling a cloth cap down over his ears fooled them!

Didn't all the contestants have totally meaningless B-Ark jobs, too? Middle managers and golf-course designers?
Disproportionately, yes. For some reason it's the golf-course designer that everyone remembers. To be fair, though, as I remember it he was on with his gf/fiance/wife/whatever who was a nursery school teacher - a perfectly good job.