It is refreshing to know that in this world of rapid change, some
things are consistent. Take the British Television Advertising Awards at
the Grosvenor last week.
First there was the dinner. A relatively decent starter provoked
surprise all round. Was this to be the year of edible fare? No. It was
followed by what can only be described as fish with gravy - of the
congealed school dinner variety.
And once again there were the people crying into their Piat D’Or. This
year it was the turn of David Droga from Saatchi & Saatchi who was
snivelling because his agency only won one gold and five silvers. (But
surely that’s a record Dave? - Ed.)
Then there were the old duffers sniffing at the poor standard of the
awards. Enter Paul ’things just aren’t what they used to be’ Weiland.
’And as for that Flat Ernie ...’
As the night progressed there were the usual embarrassing dance-floor
shenanigans. This year it involved band members, wigs and M&C Saatchi
And when the fun was over there was the good old cloakroom service with
a snarl followed by some serious injuries in the scramble for cabs.
But quite why Claire Timms from Union was found outside wailing
something about Mickey Mouse is anyone’s guess.