Love Island started in 2005 on ITV1 and ran for two seasons before being cancelled.
I don’t know, but I will sink into a blissful sofa coma as we find out regardless.
It’s not even ‘guilty’ viewing anymore, it’s a de-stressing watch as unashamed as the double entendre of the neon ‘BANGING’ sign hanging behind Caroline Flack on sister show Love Island: Aftersun.
Like many others who should know better, I’ve found myself watching the latest series, currently airing on ITV2, sort of passively transfixed by its reassuringly consistent non-events.