My World: Confessions of an addict

It wasn’t a problem that you could go to the doctors about, it was more of a problem in my own mind.

I knew I had to do something about it, something had to change.

But the temptation was there, with just one click I would get what I wanted and I was in no mood to argue with myself.

I clicked play on the remote control and told myself ‘just one more episode’.

OK, it might not seem like the biggest problem in the world, I get that. But for me it was very real and it got too much, it got on top of me.

One boxset after another, I didn’t know when to say stop, I didn’t know when enough was enough, because it was NEVER enough.

The latest instalment was an episode of Jeremy Dyson’s Blackpool based comedy/thriller Funland from 2005.

Once I started watching it, I literally couldn’t turn it off.

This isn’t the first time this has happened either, I’m a serial boxset watcher.

Your usuals are up there; Game of Thrones, Breaking Bad, Life on Mars. I do enjoy them, but I never get totally hooked.

Not in the same way as I do with some things, like The League of Gentleman (that was a bad week) and Psychoville, I find myself saying those ghastly words, ‘one more episode’.

One more episode turns into two more episodes which turns into me swapping the DVDs to the second disc, which turns into going to bed at three in the morning and wondering how I allowed this to happen... again.

It’s like a drug, I am lost in a world that isn’t my own for a few hours and I find it hard to come out of it.

Whether that world consists of creepy shop owners, a psychotic clown or a gangster family living in Blackpool, it makes no odds, I’m there with them.

I’m living it, I’m breathing it, I’m immersed in it all.

Anyway, I’ve got to go now. I’ve just loaded up another disc!