The Musings Of An Opinionated Sod [Help Me Grow!]


Sometimes You Just Have To Stick Around Even If You Outstay Your Welcome …

One of the most special times of my life – not just career – was working at Wieden+Kennedy.

Specifically Wieden+Kennedy Shanghai.

Of all the adventures and experiences I’ve had in my life, it stands out highest simply because I feel a deeper sense to China and its people than any other place I’ve ever lived.

It helped that I was there during a time where the World needed China more than China needed the World – so I found myself invited into meetings and situations that frankly, few people – let alone strategists – would ever get to experience.

Wieden were amazing to me personally and professionally but I paid them back in droves.

But that said, leaving was very difficult.

They wanted me to stay.
A big part of me wanted to stay.
But I’d been there for a lonnnnnng time, I’d done pretty much everything that could be done – including starting and running The Kennedys – plus I had a young boy who needed a different environment to grow up in.

So with very bitter sweet tears, I said goodbye to a magical place in a magical country. Except I said it in a way where they would forever remember me. Specifically as the pain-in-the-fucking-arse I’d been to every single person in that place for seven fucking years.

You see about 6 weeks prior to leaving, I had 600 of these stickers made.

I then proceeded to spend the next 5 weeks hiding them everywhere.

From the – then – refurbished Shanghai office to all the local W+K hangouts, like Baker & Spice, Jamaica Blue, Little Catch and, of course, Nike HQ.

It made some people furious. Specifically one person. Which made me especially happy because in terms of making a final decision whether to stay or go, they were the determining factor on why I left.

And over the years, people would send me a photo where they had come across one or two.

And despite it now being 8 years … there’s still some there.

In fact, there’s now more than just some.

You see a few weeks ago, I was in Shanghai and was invited to visit the office.

I had not been in the place since I left … but given I’d now been away longer than I was there, it felt OK to go in.

And it was lovely and familiar.

But then it was a place where I did a lot of growing up.

And made a lot of friends … friends who are with me for life.

Which is why it was extra special for me to see some familiar faces from my time there.

And because of this, I wanted to honour the place and give them something new to show my gratitude and love.

So I gave them this:

That’s right, I made a new sticker to accompany the old ones.

“But how many stickers?” I hear you cry.

Well I couldn’t possibly divulge that information because it would ruin the fun of finding all of them, but in the interests of friendship, here’s a clue:

Now I fully appreciate this act of ‘love vandalism’ may result in them never inviting me back, but I do hope they see it as my own special way of showing my deepest and sincerest respect to a place and country I truly love.

Because Wieden Shanghai and China wasn’t just a place I lived and worked …

It was where I was reborn.

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What We Can Learn About Aging From Mrs Bucket. Pronounced Bouquet’ …

I’m back … well, at least in terms of this blog.

And while last week was a detour from what it was supposed to be, it ended up being very important given the rollercoaster I experienced with my health and some other stuff. But the good news is the help and support I received from so many has helped set me up for a slightly batshit crazy week [in a good way] the week after next – before a truly once-in-a-lifetime stupid week in early 2026 which – which for an impatient-as-fuck only child, is about as big a compliment as I can give.

Yes, I get that’s a big call, but how can it not be when it involves a true global legend/icon/god/hero [delete where appropriate, except they’re all of them]!!!

I should point out my excitement is not because of their fame … but because of the things they do that make a real difference and impact to millions around the World, in ways so many brands often talk about with their ‘brand purpose’ but rarely ever do anything with. Mainly because most of them see ‘purpose’ as a marketing gimmick/wrapper rather than an instrument for fundamental and actual change.

It’s why Paula and I talked about what brands and advertising can learn from artists at Cannes this year … but it seems we would rather blindly follow frameworks, models and rebadged established principals being peddled by certain people/organizations [despite having never made products or work that have driven commercially valuable societal change] than learn from the artists who continually out-play, out-think, out-last, out-innovate and out-influence the marketing industry with their endless resources.

And we wonder why we are failing?

Thanks for making me angry, it will help fight off the jet lag, ha.

Anyway, I appreciate the title of this post may sound heavy – especially for a Monday morning – but given aging is something every single one of us is going to face at some point, it felt worth writing. Even more so, given I didn’t really write it … I’m just publishing the words of a 95 year old actress that really resonated with me.

Not just because I’m old … not just because despite being 55, I’m still ambitious and have things I want to do and achieve … not just because I’m still working at the sharp end of an industry that loves killing people over 40 … but because it reminds me so much of my Mum’s attitude to life.

Wanting to keep growing and participating in life – regardless of her age.

Not in an attempt to ‘be young’, but with a desire to stay connected to what is going on around her. To be able to contribute, understand, explore and learn.

I’ve written a lot about this in the past.

How she decided to learn Russian, aged 60.
How she would go to shows by new artists – be it in film, music or comedy.
How she would take an active interest in hearing counter perspectives so she had a rounded view.

Basically – as she instilled in me – to be interested in what other people are interested in.

So she wouldn’t feel disconnected.
So she wouldn’t be disconnected.
So she could be engaged and active.

In many ways, Mum was driven by a desire to not play to the elderly person stereotype. Not because she wanted to be young, but because she didn’t want others to define the life she wanted to experience and live. The older I get the more I realise what an amazing role-model she was for me. To me. And while I don’t have her brains or talent, I definitely have her independence to follow the path I believe in or am excited by … rather than what many others would like me to follow.

Which leads me to the article I want to post.

It’s by the actress Patricia Routledge – better known as Mrs Bucket [pronounced, according to her, ‘Bouquet’] from the 90’s TV show, ‘Keeping Up Appearances’.

She wrote it a month before her 95th birthday [FYI: she sadly died, aged 96½, on Oct 3rd] and its a brilliant piece for anyone who is worried that if they haven’t ‘made it’ by a certain age – the chances of it are over. It’s also a great reminder that so much of the good things in life owe as much to luck as they do to talent.

Given it’s a Monday – a day where insecurities and struggles often come to the forefront – I hope this makes you look ahead with a little more optimism, energy and hope than you may otherwise have imagined. While it is all excellent, there are a couple of points that I think are some of the best ways to look at life that I’ve ever read. Which is why with all the challenges and fears we face, embrace, invite and are faced with … we could all do with being ‘more Bucket’. Enjoy.

I’ll be turning 95 this Monday. In my younger years, I was often filled with worry — worry I wasn’t quite good enough, that no one would cast me again, that I wouldn’t live up to my mother’s hopes. But these days begin in peace, and end in gratitude.

My life didn’t quite take shape until my forties. I had worked steadily — on provincial stages, in radio plays, in West End productions — but I often felt adrift, as though I was searching for a home within myself that I hadn’t quite found.

At 50, I accepted a television role that many would later associate me with — Hyacinth Bucket, of Keeping Up Appearances. I thought it would be a small part in a little series. I never imagined it would take me into people’s living rooms and hearts around the world. And truthfully, that role taught me to accept my own quirks. It healed something in me.

At 60, I began learning Italian — not for work, but so I could sing opera in its native language. I also learned how to live alone without feeling lonely. I read poetry aloud each evening, not to perfect my diction, but to quiet my soul.

At 70, I returned to the Shakespearean stage — something I once believed I had aged out of. But this time, I had nothing to prove. I stood on those boards with stillness, and audiences felt that. I was no longer performing. I was simply being.

At 80, I took up watercolor painting. I painted flowers from my garden, old hats from my youth, and faces I remembered from the London Underground. Each painting was a quiet memory made visible.

Now, at 95, I write letters by hand. I’m learning to bake rye bread. I still breathe deeply every morning. I still adore laughter — though I no longer try to make anyone laugh. I love the quiet more than ever.

I’m writing this to tell you something simple:

Growing older is not the closing act. It can be the most exquisite chapter — if you let yourself bloom again.

Let these years ahead be your treasure years.

You don’t need to be famous. You don’t need to be flawless.

You only need to show up — fully — for the life that is still yours.

With love and gentleness, Patricia Routledge.”
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How amazing is that?

Which is why if anyone needs a reminder of how to actually live life – rather than just go through it – then I think these two sentences sum it up best for me:

“Growing older is not the closing act. It can be the most exquisite chapter — if you let yourself bloom again.”

And …

“You only need to show up — fully — for the life that is still yours.”

Thank you Patricia. I am pretty certain there are a hell of a lot of people who needed to hear that or be reminded of it. Especially on a Monday morning.

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If You Want A Career, Wear Your Fastest Shoes …

Once upon-a-time, I hired a head of planning for NIKE at Wieden Shanghai.

They’d come to my attention via a colleague who’d worked with them in the past.

On top of that, they had a good pedigree of work and – just as importantly – they loved sport.

I was excited to welcome them into the team and everything was good … until it wasn’t.

One evening, I received an email saying they’d thought about it and didn’t want to do it.

I understood the cold feet, they were US based and I was asking them to move to China … but we had spent a lot of time discussing this and they had assured me they were up for it.

And they probably were – when it was theoretical.

Everything is fine when it’s theoretical.

The problems always lie once you move to reality.

What bugged me was this person refused to get on the phone to discuss it. They sent their email and in their mind, that was the only correspondence they were going to enter into.

Was I pissed?

Yeah, initially I was … because we’d invested a lot of time and effort into helping this person get a good taste of what the opportunity was, what life was like here and what we’d do to make their move as easy as possible. Add to that, I always take huge responsibility when bringing people over from another country and it all felt like they had just wasted our time a bit.

But by the emorning, I was fine with it.

In fact, I was bloody happy about it.

Because if they didn’t want to come to us, I sure as hell didn’t want them to be with us.

Now I appreciate that may sound cold as hell – and I was grateful they made the call before they actually moved here – but I haven’t got the time to waste on people who aren’t excited about what they could be doing and learning and who only want to repeat or surround themselves with the stuff they know and have done.

We used to have a lot of those people apply to be at Wieden Shanghai.

Same with Colenso, albeit to a lesser degree.

People who want to work at the agency, but don’t want to move for it.

Oh they say all the right things.
They complain about all the right things.
But then you realise they don’t want to change any of the things.

They prefer to be a blame thrower rather than an opportunity grabber.

I find that bonkers … especially for strategists … but it happens more than you could ever imagine. People only focusing on what they lose rather than all the things they gain.

And you gain a lot. In every single possible way.

But that’s not what this post is about …

Because the person I hired to replace the person who walked away, was the brilliant Paula Bloodworth.

THAT Paula Bloodworth. The fucking weapon of strategy and creativity.

A person with a reel that is better than entire agencies, let alone strategists.

And while I take absolutely no credit for all she has gone on to achieve, I do express my gratitude to the person who pulled out the job.

Had they not done that, Paula would not have entered my life … and given she is one of the most important people in my life – not as a colleague, but a full-on friend – that is something I feel eternally grateful for.

In many ways, my job at Colenso followed a similar story.

They’d hired a CSO from Australia, but before they could move, COVID happened and they realised they didn’t want to leave where they were.

It was at that point, Colenso saw I’d been made redundant from R/GA and – having almost got together in 2015 – they put in a call.

Had that not happened, I’d likely still be in the UK or back in the US … rather than at a place that is increasingly more special to me with each passing year.

‘Accidental Luck’ is everywhere …

Hell, we’re in talks with someone who embodies this on steroids.

Where they sent a VERY speculative email at the very moment a candidate we were talking to, pulled out.

OK, it helps they’re talented and have a ton of potential we see and can/will grow … plus there’s the good fortune we have a new client who is not only based in the very country they’re from, but also works in the same category they’ve been focused on for the past few years and they want to become what they want have always wanted a brand in that category to be … but suddenly a person we may never have known – let alone hired – could be someone we get to call a brilliant new member of our strat gang soon.

Hopefully.

For fucks sake, hopefully, hahaha.

[And if they don’t, they don’t – we all move on – however the real lesson they need to understand is what I write about next in this post … that is if they read this blog, which they don’t. Which is another sign they’re smart … haha.]

Which goes to the point of this post.

We can plan our careers to within an inch of their life.
We can study and follow the latest theories and systems.
We can spend time looking at every possible permutation.
We can demand every part of the job is described in minute detail.
Hell, we can even write 20 Linkedin posts a day, every single day.

But none of that – absolutely none – matters as much as being ready to act when the opportunity strikes.

Yes, it’s nice to think you will always have companies come to you.
Yes, it’s nice to think you will always have options and choices.
But often, the best thing you can do for your career is be ready to go when someone else isn’t.

If I am being honest, I owe pretty much everything I have ever done to the fact I’ve always been willing to move to wherever the best opportunities was located and then work my ass off to make great things for them.

Or said another way, if I heard of something exciting [and credible] was on the table, I was on the plane.

No if’s.
No buts.
No umming and ahhing.
I was sprinting towards it.

Doesn’t matter if it was an agency in China, an artist in America or a fashion designer in Italy … if it is interesting, intriguing and scary-as-fuck, I am there.

Now of course I appreciate not everyone has the ability to do this.
I also understand that ‘moving countries’ for a job has become infinitely harder.
And I get that there are occasions where opportunities can turn into fucking nightmares.
[Though that’s very rare as long as you stick to the rule that is detailed a bit further below]

But this isn’t really about your willingness to move countries – though that can help – it’s more about your hunger to go after what excites and interests you …

That doesn’t mean a role has to be perfect.

Frankly, when companies say there are no faults, that is ALWAYS a red flag … it’s more about whether the opportunity excites you and if the company and the person who will be your boss have a track record of consistently doing good shit. Maybe not pulling it off every time, but always pushing to do interesting things and having a on-going history of doing it.

It’s how I ended up working at Wieden … which definitely isn’t perfect.
It’s how I ended up working with Artists … who definitely aren’t perfect.
It’s how I ended up working with amazing creatives … who definitely aren’t perfect.

It’s important, because for all the good things the Bloodworth’s, the Weigel’s – and dare I say it – the Campbell’s have achieved, one of the biggest reasons for it is whether it’s a boss, a team, a company, a client or even a creative opportunity … we never, ever, ever look a gift-horse in the mouth.

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What Nothing Shows What’s Wrong With Corporate Culture Like Gratitude …

Many years ago, I sent letters to anyone I felt had had an outsized impact or influence on my career, as it was then.

Some had been in my life a short time, some for many years … but all of them had made a significant difference to where I was and where I wanted to be.

And not one of them responded.

Nada.
Zilch.
Zero.

Eventually I reached out to one person to see if they had received it – fearing something terrible had gone on with the post.

“Robert, how are you?” … they said, as soon as they heard my voice … “are you OK?”

I remember how weird I thought their response was but reassured them I was fine and asked if they’d got my letter.

They confirmed they had and then – after a pause – asked if I was suffering ill health.

When I asked why, they told me they thought my letter was my way of saying goodbye to them before I died or something.

The irony was within months, I would get very ill, but I had no idea that was going to happen which is why my immediate response to their fears, was to piss myself laughing.

Fortunately, so did they.

And over the following weeks, I slowly heard from a number of the other people I’d written to who all had heard through the grapevine that rather than saying my farewells, I was simply expressing my gratitude.

The reason I say this is that recently, I started writing about another set of people who I felt I owed great thanks to.

There was no agenda other than to publicly acknowledge their importance in my life and my thanks for their talent and friendship.

At the time of writing this post, I’d written about Paula Bloodworth, Martin Weigel, Maya Thompson, Chris Jaques, Jorge Calleja, Clare Pickens and Jason White.

[There will be a ton more, but that’s all I’ve done so far … mainly because I have a job I have to pretend I’m doing diligently – ha]

Now, maybe it’s because people know this time I am suffering from ill health – specifically my eye – but the response to these celebrations, while different to the previous occasion I did it, are also quite similar.

In essence, they can all be summed up in 2 words: Gratitude and concern.

Gratitude for my words.
Concern for why I wrote them.

Now I appreciate my eye situation is getting very alarming, but this has been going on for almost a year so while I recently received less than favorable news …. this and my ‘Campbell Gratitude’ series are purely a coincidence rather than some sort of correlation.

But what IS concerning is how this reveals the true state of professionalism these days … in so much that the idea of someone saying nice things about someone else with absolutely no agenda, can only be explained away by them dealing with a major health issue.

Maybe this is what’s wrong with where we’re all at …

That no one should ever show generosity without having self-interest motivations.

Platforms like Linkedin haven’t helped …

For all their claims of being a place for the professional community, it has nurtured an environment where anyone who comments/likes or accepts a request entitles them to bombard you with unsolicited, irrelevant sales pitches or non-stop declarations of ego and bravado.

Mind you, let’s be honest it’s not just Linkedin is it.

From what I know, every dating site out there is doing exactly the same thing.

Claiming love. Championing self-interest gratification.

Look, I get it’s tough out there.

I also appreciate I am privileged as fuck.

But if we can’t say thanks to the people who mean a lot to us – simply because we want to celebrate to others WHY they mean a lot to us – then it’s no surprise we are promoting a culture of transactional interactions. The irony of which is that this literally undermines the chance of what all these people aspire to achieve.

Because as I wrote here, the most important and powerful relationships are based on your commitment to who they are, not what you want or can get out of them.

Like many words advocated by my industry, the meaning of loyalty has been completely fucked-with.

Changed beyond all recognition to justify self-serving actions and behaviors.

It’s why I love something I heard recently about how one person defined loyalty …

Someone whose entire business is based on appreciating what someone has done for them in the past, rather than simply evaluating them on what they can get out of them tomorrow.

“Always leave the dance with the person you came with”.

I love it.

I love what it means and how they expressed it.

There’s a lot of companies who could do with following that advice.

There’s a lot of professionals too.

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The Career Is Dead. Long Live The Career …

We live in a time where the idea of ‘having a career’ is becoming more and more resigned to history.

Not purely because of technology, but also corporate culture.

Where everything is for sale in the quest for profits and bonuses.

Values.
Reputation.
Distinction.
Differentiation.

Companies will kill any baby and sacred cow in a bid to look like they have a plan – even if that plan is becoming more and more short-term, next-quarter focused.

Meanwhile, they still splutter out the platitudes of ‘our people are our best asset’ while continually reducing roles, outsourcing training, lowering salaries and demanding complicity from whoever is left.

It’s the classic story of ‘biting your nose to spite your face’ and what is tragic is we all end up losing.

Employees.
Shareholders.
Clients.
Customers.
Society as a whole.

Hell, at some point we may all be living in a world of parity products that no one can afford because no one has an income that lets them buy anything.

Worse, it feels people at the top of many of these companies know this and so their whole approach to life is ‘make as much as I can then get out before it all falls down’.

Am I being bleak as fuck? Yep.

Do I really think it will end up this way? Quite possibly.

Not soon, but eventually … hell even Elon Musk has accepted a future where society needs ‘universal credit’ to survive and you can be sure-as-fuck his version of that is giving people just enough to stay afloat rather than challenge or thrive.

Which is why the concept of a career is potentially going to be consigned to the dustbin … or at least what a career used to be.

Because rather than meaning you have worked in one industry for your entire life – slowly working your way up the hierarchy – soon, it will evolve to being about using your skills across different industries and companies … finding the optimum moment to jump to gain the maximum value from your skills. I mean, it’s already happening that way but soon it will probably be the only way.

And while this will be the new definition of ‘career’, there will be one thing that remains the same and it’s this:

You won’t be able to say you’ve had a career, if you’ve not had to deal with loss and disappointment.

Loss and disappointment are rarely talked about in terms of career.

There’s this unspoken narrative that your evolution is always a perfect, singular, straight rising line. No detours. No backward steps. No mistakes or leaps. No bad choices and no changing of minds.

And frankly, that is utter bullshit.

Maybe 50 years ago this was the case, but even then I doubt it..

Not just because humans don’t aspire to ‘evolve’ at a constant, universal rate.
Not just because companies don’t elevate their people at a constant, universal rate.
Not just because there are people – and leaders in companies – who are fucking assholes, who actively mess with plans, promises and aspirations.
But because of all those reasons.

Having a career is as much about resilience as it is about talent.

Hopefully you can do it without having to endure too much of the bullshit that so many people have shared on the Corporate Gaslighting site … but we will all face disappointment and loss.

And while we all have the right to feel sad, upset, bitter about it when we experience it, the reality is what you do next ultimately defines who you are.

I’ve personally had a pretty great career.

I’ve generally worked for and with some amazing companies, colleagues and clients.

But not all.

There have been mistakes … little ones, temporary ones, one or two missteps and a couple of great big, fat, bastard ones.

And while I acknowledge some were absolutely of my own making, some were definitely due to people and/or companies actively – and in one case, willingly – wanting to systematically undermine my confidence and ability to do my job.

And while it fucked me up for a while – which I wrote about here – I was able to get through it and past it, ensuring that while my trajectory may have had some bumps, every step still had some big wins.

Which to me is what a career really is about.

Not title, but growth.

I know others may have a different point of view but mine was forged years ago by something a friend said.

Once upon a time, I was talking to a mate about a leader we both knew. We were talking about the work they’d done – specifically one campaign – when my friend said:

“That was 9 years ago, what’s he done since?”

Now while he was being overly dismissive, he did have a point – because the work this leader was universally known for, was something they’d done in the past, not the present.

Sure it was amazing work. Sure it was still talked about. But the reality is they hadn’t done anything in the intervening years that came close to making that sort of impact … and it was at that point I realized what a real career was.

Always building your portfolio of work, rather than just resting on one thing you’ve done.

And that has been both how I define ‘success’ as well as what has driven my choices and actions ever since.

Whether I have achieved this is up to others to decide, but I’d say I’ve got a good case for saying I’m doing OK … especially because I’ve worked bloody hard to try and make it happen.

Sure it has manifested in a lot of different ways – from books to ads to new products to stage set design.
Sure it has been with a lot of different people, companies and clients in a lot of different ways.
Sure it has been in a lot of different countries and cultures.
But I am pretty proud that wherever I’ve worked, I can point to something that was pretty special – either to the subculture, the country, the client, the agency, the department or the industry.

Again, I appreciate others are the ultimate judge of whether I’ve pulled it off … but for me, I’ve always wanted a career of highs rather than titles which is why I’m proud I’ve been able to do it in a way where I can look at myself in the mirror and feel I have stayed true to who I am and what I believe as well as be in the fortunate position that – despite my age – I’ve been able to continue to evolve and grow, as demonstrated by the fact that over the past few years I’ve been able to enter a new chapter of my creative career with the work I do for a small number of very high-profile artists.

If truth be told, that came about by luck rather than talent … but I didn’t take it for granted, I ran at it. Not because I wanted to be able to say I work for Rockstars, but because I wanted to be able to do stuff I never could have imagined I’d do.

Creative highs, not professional titles.

Or as my parents always drilled into me, fulfillment over contentment.

Yes, I appreciate I have a pretty senior position … but as much as I love the job and helping teams of talented individuals create their own creative highs … the thing I love most is that I continue to face loss and disappointment, because at the end of the day you only experience that if you’re still doing what you love.

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