For anyone who cannot abide cop shows, gritty food contests or sport of any description the arrival of the romantic television comedy series 800 Words - widowed columnist from Sydney moves to a fictional West Coast town with his two children to start a new life by a nostalgic beach - is sweet relief.
The idyll is shattered when the columnist unwisely describes the place as a "dead-end town" in print.
Vested interests, offence taken, officious bureaucracies, jealousies, vendettas, witch hunts, septic tank issues, idiots, eccentrics, gorgeous scenery ... so goes the everyday grist of life in the village, but we can tell already that all will end well.
Our hero will charm the community, fall happily in love with a luscious local and eventually acquire a working indoor flush toilet ... or learn to love the long drop. Sigh!
Of course in real life nobody takes that much notice of columnists, love and plumbing remain ongoing challenges, and even word-counts are trickier.