Recently, on my epic commute to work, I have been occassionally aroused (semi-literally) from my listless, no-sleep caused sleep to gaze upon a surfeit of adverts aimed at women (or maybe their partners) to try to get them to part with their hard-earned cash for some new tits. There are lots of adverts for lots of companies, but they all basically feature some vamped up lady, leaning over slightly to expose her voluminous cleavage, the smile on her face telling you that you only know that you’ve made it when you’ve got a big pair. Any way, this is kind of by the by and personally I’m not in the market for it (or for my good lady friend I hasten to insist), but I just wanted to comment that I noticed today you can now get breast on higher purchase for just £70 a month. Later that’s less than my phone bill. I love the idea of it more than anything. Paying off your Next catalogue purchases, your sky tv and your breasts at the same time. Do you get a free pen and some air miles? Basically, the future is here, but I’m still holding out for a bionic eye. However, getting some big humps on my back in the meantime could be a possibility…….