I've seen the future, and I'm not keen. Flat screen televisions everywhere, mirrors that tell you how fat you are when you look at them, fridges that harangue you about forgetting the milk.

It's enough to send you hurtling to the nearest wood with a tent and a copy of a self-sufficiency guide.

And I'm not the only one. Tony Perera, whose bustling Sheffield family home has been given a £250,000 modernisation in Home of the Future (Sunday, 7pm, Channel 4) can't even get through his front door any more, now it's been upgraded.

Instead of a Yale lock, it's now a fingerprint ID recognition system – complete with pulse lock in case burglars cut your hand off and try to get in. And he can't work it.

Wife Michele laughs for a bit, before wearily trogging over to the front door to open it for him, and laughing some more.

"Stupid door," he mutters.

Gadget fans would be salivating at the kit they've got in this house. There's four miles of cabling put in just to cope with all the electrics they use.

Everything's hooked up to a central computer. One person can choose music in the kitchen, another's watching films in the front room and mum's upstairs with some weird Ninja-style headband on trying to make the sun rise using only the power of the mind. It's a meditation thing, apparently.

"It doesn't beat Corrie and a cuppa," is the verdict.

It's interesting watching how the various family members cope – the sons, Joel and Leon, lap it up, as do daughters Mia and Micah. But dad Tony takes one look at the electrics and thinks of one thing – the bill.

Every night, he goes round pulling all the plugs out before he goes to bed. Which is not good for son Joel's new car, which was happily having its battery charged before dad went and killed it.

"Oh Dad!" curses Joel, as the warning light comes on while he's on the motorway.

Mum Michele is slowly learning to love it, especially when she discovers the hands-free technology that makes light work of parallel parking.

"Oh, that's good, though. That's amazing," she laughs, as the steering wheel moves on its own. "I feel really proud of myself – and I've not done anything."

Mark the manager at The Hotel (Channel 4, Sunday, 8pm) continues to be laugh out loud funny.

This week, he's in a meeting with Jenna – or Gemma, as he insists on calling her "doesn't matter, does it?" – about her plans for the new fine dining menu.

His eyebrows begin to rise as she mentions "foam".

By the time she's got on to main dishes, he's doing a very good Roger Moore impression.

Mark, you see, has other ideas. And they're rooted firmly in the cuisine of 1976.

"Prawn cocktail, T-bone steak. Really, that's all you need. And profiteroles, maybe with butterscotch sauce."