Fact. Most of us own at least 1000 things. If they were all taken away, how would we cope? And what would we miss the most?

So far so vaguely interesting. But instead of taking a serious look at the material world, Channel 4’s ludicrous Life Stripped Bare decided to play it strictly for laughs.

So what could have been a thought provoking programme turned into a wacky docu-comedy. Not that there’s necessarily anything wrong with that. But once you’ve seen one giggling goon out on the town naked, you’ve seen ‘em all.

Of all the possessions the average person might consider essential, it’s a bit of a given that clothes are likely to be right up there. But for this “life-changing experiment” the producers thought it would be endlessly hilarious to empty everyone’s wardrobes.

Suffering humiliation in return for being on telly, the residents of three households were challenged to survive for three weeks without the everyday items we all take for granted. Once a day they were allowed to retrieve a single article. Trousers, pants, shoes etc.

All of which were, of course, stored in a container a few hundred metres away. Cue a series of mad dashes from their homes to their stuff. Totally nude. Side-splitting.

Clearly, the location of the lock-ups was completely irrelevant. But the entire production was geared towards ridiculous road-running in the buff. Quite funny at first. But it soon became repetitive and boring.

Good quote from star of the silly show Heidi: “When you don’t have anything what you do have becomes everything.” Then she sat in the bath and covered her private parts with leaves she’d found in her garden.

Meanwhile, after conceding that hitting the High Street with sod-all on made her feel “really vulnerable” (no sh*t Sherlock), photographer Laura sighed: “This is about the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever done.” Her flatmate John nodded his agreement. He was wearing a cardboard box.

Obviously, the idea was to see how the participants fared minus their beloved smart phones, computers and televisions. But after 45 moronic minutes of Carry On Starkers I’d had enough of a promising project that descended into farce…