Filed under: A Bit Of Inspiration, Advertising, Attitude & Aptitude, Colenso, New Zealand, R/GA
Come on, you didn’t think I was not going to come back, did you?
I’m the cockroach of blogs. And advertising. And music. And good taste.
Besides, I really would love this blog to hit 21 before I blow it up.
Whether it will make it that long is anyone’s guess.
Whether I will make it that long is anyone’s guess.
But I’m going to give it a go because I’m annoying and pathetic like that … which means you still have 4 years to go.
I bet that feels so long away doesn’t it?
Probably as long as its feels you were enjoying the festive holiday season … but I do hope you had a good one.
I know I did.
Not just because in NZ we get a long time off.
Nor that in NZ people genuinely leave you alone.
But because I got to spend quality time with the family and that makes me enormously happy.
[I also got plenty of time to play video games, but that might ruin the ‘good husband/father/cat slave’ image I’ve tried to build up in this post]
That said, I’m back, feel fully rested and am raring to go.
I’ve also come back to 2 new/old brilliant planners in my team.
I say new/old, because they’re new to Colenso but old to me.
Martin and Meg were with me at R/GA in London and they’ve now come to be with me in NZ.
I say ‘with me’, but we all know the real reason they came was because they wanted to escape the madness of the UK. But that aside, I’m absolutely thrilled and – slightly overwhelmed/shocked – that they trusted me enough to come and deal with my bullshit all over again. What wonderful fools. So with them – and Shelly, who joined from the UK in December – the team is even more of a gang of talented misfits and that makes me happy and very, very excited for the mayhem we can cause.
I appreciate this is a massively indulgent post, but it is my blog and as I’ve still kept the comments off, I’ll assume you’re OK with it. Even though I’m pretty sure this will ignite the daily abuse of emails to start again from Andy, John, Dave and Baz [but sadly not you Lee or George], all telling me I’m only fooling myself.
Unfortunately for them, as far as I’m concerned that’s the only way to live.
See you tomorrow, with a killer of a post. And by killer, I mean you’ll want to kill yourself. Or me. OK, definitely me.
Ta-ra.