CAMPAIGN DIARY: Call it a party? D&AD stands for distressed and afflicted diarist ..

Everyone who was at last week’s D&AD bash can rest assured that no-one else could find their friends either.

Everyone who was at last week’s D&AD bash can rest assured that

no-one else could find their friends either.



Also, we discovered the bar in the Odeon was closed and we were expected

to sit through two hours worth of awards without so much as a box of

popcorn.



Then, we were accosted by a disgruntled creative who didn’t like the way

we’d covered a story on his agency. But this was nothing to the mayhem

that followed at the Cafe Royal.



What was the point of the blokes in suits running around proclaiming

that there had been an incident? Other people get muted lighting and

flowers on the tables for their industry bashes - we get garish

flashbulbs and traffic cones.



Bartle Bogle Hegarty was overcharged pounds 1,000 for drinks, while

other agency parties waited nearly an hour for the wine to arrive. At

more than pounds 150 a ticket, it was a bit much to swallow - or

not.



Trevor Beattie and Nigel Rose continued their long-running feud over

Wonderbra credits, with Trev going over to say hello but Nigel refusing

to be drawn into a conversation.



Cue much foot-stamping and finger-wagging.



The saddest sight of the evening was Dick Dunford and Andrew McGuinness

from McCann-Erickson, who won a silver for their radio ad for Sega,

appearing on stage with T-shirts proclaiming ’for’ and ’hire’. They were

made redundant a month ago and are still seeking a job. Someone should

snap them up.