This show on BBC Entertainment has me
hooked. I dislike the fact that I'm in tears at the end of every
episode but you can't have everything, can you.
What a concept. Millionaires in the UK
go undercover in seedy cities to find people or organisations they
can give money to. They mingle, work in poorly-paid jobs and often go
back to their roots. What's interesting is the way their
personalities are revealed, and how they embody the fact that you can
take the boy out of Liverpool but can't take Liverpool out of the
boy, or whatever gender or place can be substituted here. The last
show I watched Hilary Devey weeping about her heroin-addicted son and
the fact that she was friendless, lover-less and had not quite found
her place in the world. This from a woman worth 50 million pounds.
She finds joy in working behind the bar
in a pub, and we discover she grew up in pubs before striking it rich
through sheer hard work, but acknowledges that she wasn't there for
her son and that was the highest price a mother can pay. How sad are
our lives. Money may not buy happiness but only a fool thinks it
can't solve most of our problems. Let me be rich at least when I'm
moaning about what else I don't have.
Still, it's a great show because it
reveals what makes people tick, whether it's the millionaires at hand
or the selfless individuals they interact with, who do things for
others without wondering why. That's the interesting parallel,
really, when people who have been focusing on themselves meet people
who have focused on others.
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