The Missing BBC One, Wednesday 9pm.
The Missing is going to be the death of me.
The first series with 'our' Jimmy Nesbitt and the seriously impressive actor Tcheky Karyo as French detective Julien Baptiste, was brilliant, if not several episodes too long.
This second series is brilliant, mainly because the now retired Baptiste is back, but covers several time frames too many.
It's all over the place, it goes back in time, back in more time, jumps forward in time, the main characters are in Germany, France, Iraq, Switzerland back in Germany again, last year, this year, ten years ago.
It's all over the place, I honestly can't take much more, I'm trying to keep up but it's exhausting.
If it wasn't for the subtly changing hairdos of the cast I'd have no idea what was going on.
The evil paedophile ring responsible for missing girl Alice Walker is expanding.
One member is in jail, one senile and another dead while the most evil of them all, army press officer Adam Gettrick, is getting away with murder - literally - having dispatched the hapless German investigator Jorn Lenhart with a drill to the head.
Throw in a small child, Lucy - who may or may not belong to second missing girl Sophie Giroux - and the evil killer had better be in line for a nasty ending.
Army officer Eve’s lack of a mother, vague birth history and increasingly strange reaction to her 'father' makes me think she might actually be another abducted girl, but then that might just be my imagination running away with me because right now I'm open to believing anything could happen.
Where is the third girl from the rollercoaster picture?
Is Alice Webster still alive?
She better be after me sticking with it when a lesser woman would have jumped ship for the less taxing I'm a Celebrity Get Me Out of Here, long ago.
It's tough going but I'm in too deep now I'm just going to have to see it through to the end.
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I'm a Celebrity ITV One, Mon -Fri 9pm.
Speaking of the I'm a Celebrity, or 'the jungle' as it's known in our house, I haven't watched beyond the first night when the celebrities were dropped into the Australian outback. But seriously, I would hate to see the state of the picture in Carol Vorderman's attic.
She looks about 38 but Google tells me she's 55. Fair play to her, let's hope she wins to strike a blow for older women in severe denial everywhere.
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Landscape Artist of the Year, Sky Arts Tuesday, 8pm.
Landscape Artist of the year on Sky Arts is a beautifully gentle show, full of interesting and talented people.
It's presented by the unlikely choice of Frank Skinner. You wouldn't really have him down as an expert in the arts, but I think that's the point.
He's helped along by the much more refined Joan Bakewell - she's a Baroness you know - who pulls him out of a hole when things get too technical.
Check out last week's episode when one artist uses felt and two dog grooming brushes to create a stunning landscape and professional painter Tom Yendell, who was born without arms because of Thalidomide, struggles against torrential rain to paint on silk.
It's the TV equivalent of taking a walk through a peaceful meadow.
Simple, gentle, uncluttered, good for the mind - trust me you'll feel better by the end of it.
