"And I'm now in my thirties. Imagine how horribly patronised you'd feel by this tripe if you were young and cool. It's the ad equivalent of your recently divorced dad coming to a gig with you, talking about Facebook and getting off with an 18-year-old minger. And just when you think you can't cringe any more, the idiot weather hound says 'chick-a-chick arr' at the end of the spot."
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Diary: Turkey of the week - Orange
Noel Bussey feels embarrassingly patronised by the Prozac-fuelled weather-moron in the latest Orange work: