Oz & James's Big Wine Adventure (BBC2); The Secret Millionaire (C4): James May seems to be getting into the swing of things as he travels around France learning about wine from expert Oz Clarke.

"I can wholly recommend this to viewers," he said - although he wasn't talking about the quality of the wine he was drinking but the experience of "standing around in a shed, stuffing your face with oysters and drinking some bloke's white wine".

Oz and James are one of those odd couple pairings that TV loves when it comes to food and drink. We've had two fat ladies, two men on motorbikes, so why not a wine expert and motoring man? It's entertaining if not very educational.

May is reluctant to embrace the terminology - all that "it smells of old socks" stuff - that accompanies wine appreciation. When he caught himself responding that way, he ticked himself off by noting, "I'm turning into a ponce".

Clarke spent most of the programme exasperated by his companion's attitude, although admitted that May had "moments of lucidity". Those didn't happen during the wine-tasting as he insisted on drinking it. While Clarke sniffed and spat, May downed glass after glass after glass.

Then May was required to cook a meal and choose the right wine to go with it. His victim, sorry dinner guest, was Clarke's "favourite French dish" - Irene, a woman whom he admitted he'd never stopped fancying.

May cooked her fried Spam with baked beans, chilli flavouring and brown sauce. He served a crisp white wine with the meal. Irene was puzzled by Spam, asking what exactly it was. May replied that it was "a high quality meat product", then compared it to fois gras.

Whatever she thought of the meal - and she seemed to like it - he didn't think she'd let her feelings show. "I'm sure she'll eat it and make a show of enjoying it and, if she's going to be sick, she will go off and do it elsewhere so as not to embarrass us," he said.

There's something a bit underhand about The Secret Millionaire in which a very rich person goes undercover in a poor community to see who'd benefit from a large cheque.

Ben Way is 26 and one of Britain's youngest self-made millionaires. He posed as a youth worker for ten days in Hackney, described several times as one of the toughest and most violent areas of London.

After meeting and learning about locals, he handed out cheques for tens of thousands of pounds. I'm sure his motives were genuine, and that he really wanted to help.

No one could doubt the look of pleasure, not to say surprise, when he presented them with cheques. They were certainly deserving cases but surely only the tip of the iceberg in this deprived area.

Way continued to keep in touch after he returned to his luxurious lifestyle. Very commendable, but what does it say about society when the poor only receive help thanks to a TV programme?.