The answer, of course is not much. Indeed on last night’s programme it took the contestants thirty minutes screen time to get off a plane and onto a bus. Whilst the scale of the prank is proving to be as impressive as Channel 4 intimated it doesn’t make it an interesting programme. Indeed quite a lot of airtime last night was given over to the fictitious chat between two of the “guards”. I might be wrong here, but when Beadle dressed up as an Estate Agent to prank someone on Beadle’s About I don’t recall that we had to put up with scenes of him and some fictitious colleague chatted idly about fictious rising house prices.

In many ways Space Cadets reminds me of Channel Five’s ill-fated Jailbreak. Like that programme, it is too in love with its own fictitious world and seems determined to show us what a great job its done and fashioning authentic looking Russian plug sockets, at the expense of showing us anything entertaining.

The choice of him as presenter has sent out a clear signal that, regardless of what Channel 4 are proclaiming, Space Cadets is going to be a smug and nasty bit of television. Just imagine how the programme would sound if, say, Dermot O’Leary was presenting? It’s a totally different prospect, isn’t it? Unfortunately Vaughan conjures up an image of a production team made up of an army of jeans-hanging-of-the-arse, directional haircuts pissing themselves at how damn funny they are. Let’s hope one of the contestants is sufficiently irate to punch Vaughan in the face.