A Sad Day

News hot off the wires that Sony are discontinuing the glorious walkman, the little tape playing thingy that started pretty much everything.



Sad times indeed.

Would Sir Cliff still be the icon he is without 'Wired for Sound'?

Would Kevin Bacon ever have been the legendary shagger he was with 'Footloose'?

Would I be the man I am today if I hadn't bought the moody version down East Ham high street in the 80s and listened continually to 'Insecure Me' by Soft Cell?

Although I suppose most youngsters will have no idea what these lovely little fellas were and the extraordinary impact that they had on everyday life, we should all doff our respective hats in their honour.

Phwoargh who knew broadband could be sooo sexy!

Working on advertising for a broadband company - boring you may say. But this could not be further from the truth. In one of our most recent ads for Plusnet, the good honest broadband company from Yorkshire, the central character Joe's wife is taking a cheeky look at www.yorkshirebeefcake.com on her laptop. This is an imaginary site full of pictures of men embodying all the best "Yorkshire qualities".

Being an office full of red blooded females, we decided that the best thing to do from a creative integrity perspective was to create the site for real. We even found a genuine Yorkshire man from Pontefract called Mark Schofield to star. So now there is an wealth of hot Yorkshire man waiting for you to ogle and share with your friends. Take a look at www.yorkshirebeefcake.com

Stop press: more hats...

Last week we sent off a huge bundle of little knitted hats for the innocent big knit
Since then, Tricia's Mum finds she can't stop knitting and has created 44 new ones, Caryn whipped up an extra 26, presumably to take her mind off her imminent wedding preparations, and to cap it all off (see what I did there) Rainna's Mum sent these two hats for our collection. We don't know why she was driven to create woolly effigies of Creative Duo Lisa and Gemma, but we hope its positively karmic rather than voodoo inspired. Given that its all for our lovely clients AgeUK we can only assume it is.

We've knitted an awful lot of hats

As AgeUK's advertising agency, we are always on the lookout for ways to make older people's lives a little bit more cheerful, and the Innocent/ AgeUK "Big Knit" struck as just the opportunity we needed to sit down, with a cup of tea and a lot of sweeties to have a knatter and knit pompom-festooned headwear for bottled juices.
Turns out, our finance department are practically professional knitters to woman, with Caryn astonishing and delighting all with her perfect cabling technique, Sonja producing intricate Pineapple Shaped toppers in a special Finnish-Fashion (they knit differently in Scandiwegia) and Juli inventing whole new genres of hat, such as the Hat-That-Wears-A-Hat, the Acorn-Hat and the Tiny-Little-Cottage-Hat. Then Tricia arrived with a bundle of hats she commissioned from her Ma, and Tom's girlfriend sent us her collection which included a Spurs hat (unless that was Tom's actual hat he threw in, he is quite small) and a charming rose decorated beret. Nicola put her kids to work with all the zeal of a Victorian Factory Boss, making teeny tiny pompoms for all our creations.
But the rest of us gamely joined in, with lots of people converting to the craft along the way. And in the end we made 58 little tiny hats, which is, by my reckoning, an awful lot of hats.

We Don't Care About Creative Awards, But We Do Care About 'Best Stall' Awards

More craaaazy goings on down at the big political conferences the other week.
No, it's not just that that chap Jeremy Paxman was loving a nice cuppa at the Mum's Cafe we set up on behalf of The White Ribbon Alliance at the Labour Conference.
It's the fact that the Cafe was voted best stall!
Now we don't know if ours was the only stall, or we were next to the Milliband Banana Stall, or quite what was going on, but we are well chuffed.
Watch out for us at the Tory Conference where we're going to try and sort out that thorny Middle East conflict thingy.