Turns out that the Economist was also a Futurologist

Having spent more time wading through his book, it turns out that Robert Beckman (of The Downwave and Into the Upwave fame) was ahead of his time on the technology as well as the economics front: All individual knowledge will become more and more a question of knowing where to look for information...by the year … Continue reading Turns out that the Economist was also a Futurologist

ready to drink

On the way to get ready for a party the other night we made a quick cashpoint-and-wine stop and picked up this example of truly ‘ready to drink’ packaging (sorry about pic quality, dodgy cameraphone, must upgrade it).  Apparently the wine itself was quite drinkable and this packaging solution would obviously be fab for picnics but does … Continue reading ready to drink

worth a watch

New Hovis ad spanning their 122 year history (factoid: their competitor Warburtons has been going for 10 years longer): Sarah Palin / Hillary Clinton spoof on Saturday Night Live: higher res version available at NBC

The Downwave Revisited

    I found an old copy of ‘Into the Upwave’ by Robert Beckman at home (loving the author pic).  It was published in 1988 but some of it is so relevant right now that they might as well save money on economists and read the first few chapters out loud on the Ten O’Clock News … Continue reading The Downwave Revisited

In search of missing stuff

I seem to have spent a large chunk of this week charging round the office hunting down missing books, scalpels, calculators etc.  Which has reminded me of the Allan Ahlberg poem ‘Scissors’, which I’ve adapted here for agency use: Scalpels don’t lose themselves, Melt away, or explode. Scalpels have not got Legs of their own … Continue reading In search of missing stuff

Are you *quite sure* Mr Client?

Email today from Mr Big Shot Client asking to move some of his groups from viewing to in-home as he would like to actually sit in on them. I can only assume that he’s never spent three hours crammed into a corner of a suburban living room, precariously perched on an ancient velvet pouffe while … Continue reading Are you *quite sure* Mr Client?