No longer out to sell us ‘the world’s favourite airline’ claim, BA take us on a nostalgic flight of fantasy. If only one could again ‘skim the edge of heaven’ aboard a now mothballed Concorde, or relive those halcyon days when the impeccably elegant crew of a jet in the livery of BEA or BOAC (BA’s foreunners) would whisk one off to a Whicker’s World of previously unimaginable exoticism. While one isn’t quite old enough to recall the golden age of De Havilland Comets, flying boats, and before them, the pioneer aviators’ bi-planes; one imagines it was frightfully good fun and slightly less fraught than the delayed 1710 Gatwick to Glasgow. So really, BA, why flag it up?
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No sooner have we recovered from Cravendale's creepy ads featuring nightmarish cats with thumbs, than we’re subjected to a 'horny' spectral cow in a white dress. At first, I took this disturbing apparition to be Jodie Marsh in Hallowee’en drag but, on second viewing, Cravendale’s ghostly bovine seems cuter. What’s asked here is one of the big unanswered questions of all time: ‘who first thought to milk a cow?’ Looking at the hirsute Neanderthal that hoves into view at the beginning of the flashback sequence, my guess was cage-fighter Alex Reid in a bad wig. Turns out it was some bloke called Brian.http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t4Xt_XS9BJA 
