If you weren't already a fan of full, milky breasts that have been squeezed into a nice tight leatherette shirt, then prepare to be turned.

The only thing is, you have to imagine they are attached to a woman.

The professional opinion of the only woman in the HM office is that he is packing a sexy 38C, although we urgently recommend he gets his ass to Marks and Spencers for a professional fitting ASAP.

Also loving the way he's holding on to her arm for dear life.

"She IS my girlfriend - yes she IS. No she just LOOKS like she could be my daughter."

They were described as being in 'remarkably high spirits'. I don't know whether that means they were high or not, but if this evening didn't end with him pissing his pants whilst eating a kebab off her kitchen floor, I'd want a refund.