Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. Get a life, mate. Still Game is fantastic and, on the basis of the first couple of episodes of the new series, is getting better all the time. That Jack and Victor like a dram is not in doubt. Neither is the fact that, whilst they may not be able to do right for doing wrong, their hearts are always in the right place.

And anyway, it’s a comedy and, as such, its primary concern is to raise chuckles, something it manages to do very successfully. The suggestion that two fictional characters are representative of an entire nation of five million people is preposterous.

The dialogue occasionally strays into the unbelievable and many of the slapstick skits can be seen a mile off but on the whole Still Game is wonderfully written and populated by fantastic characters.

And it is the introduction and expansion of the supporting cast which has seen Still Game get better and better over the years. The Jack and Victor sketches were a highlight of Chewing the Fat but the pair have really came into their own since they were given the likes of Navid, Isa and Winston to bounce off. (Something Peter Kay would have done well to consider when penning Max and Paddy)

Greg Hemphill and Ford Keirnan’s creations exude a genuine warmth and the combination of physical comedy, one-liners and Glasgow patter is a winning one.

Old age pensioners head butting horses, porn star barmen and a fake leg being used as a piggy-bank — sometimes the ridiculous is sublime.

What is utterly bizarre, however, is the level of anger directed at the host. He, after all, is not a potential future leader of the country trying desperately to be hip and turn the political process into an X-Factor-style popularity contest.

The furore, of course, centres upon JR asking David Cameron if he’d ever thought about Margaret Thatcher during an inappropriate moment (or something similar).

Fair enough, Question Time (BBC1, 10.35pm, Thursday) may play host to stuffy politicians and commentators but the wave of puritanical outrage from both panel and audience over the incident had to be seen to be believed. This journey back to Victorian times took place as Ross’s character was assassinated and calls were made for the BBC to take disciplinary action against him.

Why? This is the type of question asked every week by a man who thrives on innuendo and whose career has been built upon pushing the boundaries of good taste.

David Cameron should have known this before agreeing to appear on the programme and exposing himself to this line of interrogation.

If someone believes Ross’s humour is puerile and degrading to women then they should at least be consistent in their umbrage.

Had Jonathan Ross asked the same question to Bruce Willis about a female co-star would there have been the same hysterical response?

Panorama (BBC1, 9pm, Sunday) highlighted the scandal when a senior bank executive explained how banks push debt for fantastic profits. As someone who briefly worked for a large, supposedly reputable, bank (and who was told to flirt with old women in order to increase credit card sales) I wasn’t surprised by what the whistleblower said.

If there were any doubts over how dangerous credit can be the programme also highlighted the problem of people committing suicide when their debts spiral out of control.

“Oh, but we’re just offering credit to people, it’s up to them whether they use it,” say the banks. I would imagine a heroin dealer might use a similar argument to defend his or her occupation.