I spent my first four days in Cannes utterly convinced that I was immensely disliked by my fellow Cyber jurors. I’d enter the jury room every morning to hear stories of bonding over wonderful meals, hearty laughter and lifelong friendships being forged. At night, I’d sit alone, sadly trying to think of the exact moment…
2:30pm: Apart from a few old ladies, the odd Russian prostitute and the absolute cock who zooms around the block continuously in his probably rented matte black Lamborghini, the Croisette is strangely quiet. A large crane opposite the hotel is assembling huge sections of what I’m told will be ‘Spotify Beach’, a place where I…
Working in advertising has given me enormous opportunities to do the thing I love the most, write. I wrote a song that got into the charts and a poem for the Commonwealth Bank that was read by Oscar Nominee Toni Collette. This is something I’m very proud of. An unashamedly Seussian poem that was narrated…
Subject: Cannes Entry Video. Lads, I’ve taken a look at the edit. Nice start. Remove the Coldplay ‘Clocks’ soundtrack as everyone uses it. I’ve attached a suitably depressing classical mp3. Lay that down. If the judges aren’t rolling around the floor in fucking despair, the Tigers are on me. By the way, I’ve slightly rewritten…
I spent my first four days in Cannes utterly convinced that I was immensely disliked by my fellow Cyber jurors. I’d enter the jury room every morning to hear stories of bonding over wonderful meals, hearty laughter and lifelong friendships being forged. At night, I’d sit alone, sadly trying to think of the exact moment…
2:30pm: Apart from a few old ladies, the odd Russian prostitute and the absolute cock who zooms around the block continuously in his probably rented matte black Lamborghini, the Croisette is strangely quiet. A large crane opposite the hotel is assembling huge sections of what I’m told will be ‘Spotify Beach’, a place where I…
Working in advertising has given me enormous opportunities to do the thing I love the most, write. I wrote a song that got into the charts and a poem for the Commonwealth Bank that was read by Oscar Nominee Toni Collette. This is something I’m very proud of. An unashamedly Seussian poem that was narrated…
I spent my first four days in Cannes utterly convinced that I was immensely disliked by my fellow Cyber jurors. I’d enter the jury room every morning to hear stories of bonding over wonderful meals, hearty laughter and lifelong friendships being forged. At night, I’d sit alone, sadly trying to think of the exact moment…
2:30pm: Apart from a few old ladies, the odd Russian prostitute and the absolute cock who zooms around the block continuously in his probably rented matte black Lamborghini, the Croisette is strangely quiet. A large crane opposite the hotel is assembling huge sections of what I’m told will be ‘Spotify Beach’, a place where I…
I spent my first four days in Cannes utterly convinced that I was immensely disliked by my fellow Cyber jurors. I’d enter the jury room every morning to hear stories of bonding over wonderful meals, hearty laughter and lifelong friendships being forged. At night, I’d sit alone, sadly trying to think of the exact moment…
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“My name is Andy Flemming and I have scammed. I guess it started back in Singapore. It was…
Apparently Prince was a huge fan of the 3M range of products. From Scotch Precision Ultra Edge scissors…
I spent my first four days in Cannes utterly convinced that I was immensely disliked by my fellow Cyber jurors. I’d enter the jury room every morning to hear stories of bonding over wonderful meals, hearty laughter and lifelong friendships being forged. At night, I’d sit alone, sadly trying to think of the exact moment…
So Cannes is on and our Facebook feeds are full of people checking into Qantas First Class Lounges. (They’re not really; you can check into First Class lounges from home if you want.) A few months ago, I checked in at the summit of Everest and received all sorts of congratulatory messages, presumably from people…
Working in advertising has given me enormous opportunities to do the thing I love the most, write. I wrote a song that got into the charts and a poem for the Commonwealth Bank that was read by Oscar Nominee Toni Collette. This is something I’m very proud of. An unashamedly Seussian poem that was narrated…
Subject: Cannes Entry Video. Lads, I’ve taken a look at the edit. Nice start. Remove the Coldplay ‘Clocks’ soundtrack as everyone uses it. I’ve attached a suitably depressing classical mp3. Lay that down. If the judges aren’t rolling around the floor in fucking despair, the Tigers are on me. By the way, I’ve slightly rewritten…
A few days ago, Candace Payne, a middle aged woman from Grand Prairie, Texas uploaded a video of herself giggling as she tried on the Chewbacca mask she’d just bought for her son. As the cheap, plastic mouth snapped up and down, her laughter got louder and louder. It was infectious, joyful. A simple human…
In 2009, Jan Moir, a Daily Mail journalist in the UK wrote a deeply unpleasant and grossly offensive article on the death of a gay Irish singer Stephen Gately. Written within hours of the singer’s demise, the article was discussed, dissected and shared around the world on social media. And, of course, every view earned…
