I like eating many things - not my words though. Yet after complaining last week about how fed up I am with foraging programmes, I found myself unexpectedly enjoying Hugh’s Three Hungry Boys, despite Wittering-Ball’s involvement (7pm, C4, 22 January).

The ‘boys’, Tim, Thom and Trevor, had been challenged to travel through Devon and Cornwall on Daisy the pimped up electric milk float. With zero money, their mission was to barter, blag, forage and hunt for food in exchange for services rendered - usually a bit of manual labour. Which is where the programme came into its own.

Unlike my prudish Daily Wail namesake Ms Jones, I had no problem with the gratuitous top-offs (although even the boys looked embarrassed when they had to entertain laundrette customers Nick Kamen-style in exchange for their washing being done). Noble crusades and pretty landscapes are all well and good. But it’s nice to have a bit of light relief once in a while. And the constant de-togging didn’t detract from the task in hand much.

Finding food was no walk in the park. The boys had to chop wood, weed a huge field (owned by the amusingly acronymed Harrowbarrow and Metherell Agricultural Society), go lamping for rabbits (though not in the HaMAS field as one member was a Buddhist) and catch fish from kayaks.

Suffice to say, they were often hungry. But in the end, they got their just rewards: a power shower (waste-fuelled of course) and a slap up pub meal. Better still, we got ours - and no, I don’t mean watching them tuck into their food!