Sky rockets in flight, afternoon delight.

Is the new advert for Chanel Mademoiselle, the one with the white-suited girl who looks like she wants to be slapped about by a Premiership football player, the pikey-est advert ever? Chav-nel Mademoiselle, more like. Poor old Coco is probably turning in her grave.

The Other Half and I went to see Anchorman – The Legend Of Ron Burgundy last night.

We literally laughed our socks off. Well, we would have if our shoes weren’t in the way.

Burgundy and his gang of newshounds are, frankly, 70s sexist pigs, but with natty suits and great wing collars.

Life is good – they are top of the ratings and have throw the kind of parties where women throw themselves at them.

All women, except Veronica Corningstone. She wants, ha ha, to be , ha ha ha, the first, aha, woman news reader!

Burgundy falls in love and woos her with some classic lines, such as "I want to be in you".

But what’s it like, Ron, this thing called love, his boys ask. It’s like Starland’s Afternoon Delight, apparently.

Packed with one liners and great visual gags, cameos from Rip Torn and Ben Stiller (is he ever off the screen?) and even a Two Ronnies-style newscasters’ rumble, it’s worth a squint.