FOR the more squeamish of us Kill It, Cook It, Eat It was a bit like watching a horror film.

The show followed a calf from "field to fork" as the TV guide put it.

And while watching a cute little calf being led to its untimely death isn't exactly my idea of entertainment - it was undeniably interesting.

The animal's life from field-to-abattoir-to-plate took place in a small slaughter house in Derbyshire temporarily fitted out like the Big Brother house with cameras.

I can say with complete confidence that if I were one of the hungry onlookers watching the spectacle in person I'd never have been able to go through with the eating - even those fish restaurants that let you pick your own fish make me feel a bit ropey.

I doubt everyone enjoyed the show.

I could almost feel the anger brewing in homes across the country as mothers of fussy eaters cursed the TV for undoing all their hard work to get little David to eat liver and onions.

Although a little worthy the programme was fascinating and thought provoking - particularly presenter Richard Johnson's comment: "If you can't cope with what you see on screen, you ought to ask yourself whether you should be eating meat.

"You should be able to face up to what is being done in your name."

I should imagine the programme spawned a few vegetarians anyway.