Bah humbug, the Christmas lunch season is now in full swing yet my diary is looking more emaciated than a Campaign editor. I mean, what’s a girl to do? I love some lunchtime nosh but do I really have to get down on my knees for everyone?
I may not be a cheap date but you have to pay for quality…
Down at the AAR, the years it has spent trying to woo DM agencies appear to have fallen by the wayside as it is having its Christmas drinks on the same night as the DMA Awards. I guess anyone who joins Kerry Glazier & Co on that night realises they haven’t got a hope in hell of picking up a DMA gong so, literally, it will be a roomful of losers.
In other news, speculation is rife this week as to where Timothy ‘I’m a network man through and through’ Hipperson will end up. I mean you don’t just jack in a job in the current climate without lining up another one, do you?
One journo from the marketing press even rang me up to ask whether he was joining my start-up, BDSM, because allegedly he’s into that. Others claim he could be linking up with his former boss Ben Langdon.
Imagine being the lucky person who gets to handle the PR for that?
It is said that one of Ben’s former PRs still gets the shakes whenever you mention his name. Apparently, back in the day, the Campaign picture library used to hold two pics of him – dubbed ‘fat Ben’ and ‘thin Ben’ – and every time they published ‘fat Ben’, he used to go apoplectic, allegedly.
And then there’s the thorny issue of how they would find an office space big enough to fit in both their egos – maybe only the whole of The Shard would suffice.
After all, it is also claimed that when Ben first joined Euro RSCG, he had a quick look around the building, took a shine to one of the large offices on the ground floor and promptly moved in.
Unfortunately, the person whose office it was – the lovely Mark Fiddes – only found out about it when he returned from holiday to find his new boss sitting at his old desk.
But not content to just take over his office, Ben had also taken a shine to Mark’s family too, and there in pride of place on his wall was a picture of Mark’s wife and kids. Now I have no idea what Ben’s family look like, but maybe, just maybe, he thought Mark’s were better looking…
