I totally agree with what was said earlier about people on benefits being looked down on either way. We actually live reasonably well despite being poverty - and from the outside nobody would ever know. They assumed that DH earned a lot as a successful, popular pharmacy manager with responsibility for other stores... but actually it was under 18k gross. FYI don't bother working for Boots 
He lost his job recently after being off sick for too long with a prolapsed disc (he's only 43, but the back problems were exacerbated by childhood abuse and it's taking a long time to recover). The amount of people who assumed we could afford health insurance or to go private was astounding.
Because we were lucky enough to find affordable rent in a lovely area, and the DCs don't go without too much (clothes/presents/nappies etc all from Boots with discount), and because my parents help out a bit and mum buys posh clothes in sales for the DCs, we look, I don't know, 'normal' I guess 
It's not as easy on the inside though, not in a serious way like on the show, but life is pure drudgery. But certainly without my parents we would be seriously in the shit by now. This programme really rammed that home, how lucky we are. Life might be boring but at least we can afford to eat. We are educated and have a lot of skills with food etc.
I'm waffling now but basically I have a slight gripe with my friend ATM. She had wealthy parents and wound up with a DP who earns over 50k. She fits in a PT job as her DP works short hours and can look after their DD. She is constantly moaning that she's not entitled to any benefits! Erm, that's because your DH earns roughly double the national average
she complains that I get a bit of help with childcare, and a funded OU degree. She says she could quit her job and go on benefits and be better off like me. WTF! She genuinely has no clue 'how the other half live'. She just assumes we must have the same expensive lifestyle as her but funded by benefits. No, we damn well don't. Which is fine - I don't resent her at all for having more money than us - I just really wish she didn't complain and make me feel about 2 inches tall.
Did make me laugh though when she said she had phoned up HMRC to ask for help with childcare, because I'd told her DH got childcare vouchers and our CTC increased a little. She complained at them that she had no money left over every month and therefore she deserved help. Then she listed her expensive outgoings. Hahahaha. They just told her "that's not how it works you know..." but I bet the staff had a right laugh about it after the phonecall!
Sorry, bitchfest over
I feel so much better now...