There are only three things in the world that I hate, and here are three more of them.
Another month, another slew of unbearable adverts, each more cynical and saccharine than the last. For instance:
How's this for a true story that hasn't happened yet - I go to the house of that bastard woman dressed as a dinosaur and traumatise her arsehole child. Bring back Anthony Head!
An unlistenable, anodyne cover of a rock song. How original.
The idea that banks are our friends, or part of the community, or remotely interested in bringing people closer is one of the most cynical advertising ploys of the last few years. Besides, it's an ugly fucking scarf.