Let's be honest here: those T-Mobile faux viral flash mob ads are, deservedly, on our list of Things Which Should Not Exist Were I God With The Power To Destroy Them, one above cancer and two below Ian Huntley. God they are hideous, summing up all that is white bread, corporate, safe and tedious in life. You can almost smell the planning that has gone into them to make them seem  'unplanned.'

It was perfect when they got Pink, the most anodyne business-like 'punk' in the history of recorded music to sing along to, what was it? Imagine? Probably. Something hopelessly bland like that, in Trafalgar Square. Rotten. In fact, three people I work with cancelled their T-Mobile contracts and switched to Vodafone on seeing the prats dancing in Liverpool Street, so disgusted by them were they. Still, they've manged to get do-anything-for-a-buck Clancy down the gym in her skimpies, which either makes everything much worse, or not. You decide.