J. Walter Thompson’s newest creative supremos, the Marshall
brothers, seem to enjoy a bit of publicity. Their love of trees earned
them a page, including a moody photo taken among the trees, in The
Sunday Times Magazine’s James Bond special edition.
The right-on duo have devised a poster campaign for Trees for London, an
organisation that aims to plant 20,000 trees in the capital by 2001.
’I’m a bit of an eco-nut, a bit of a tree-hugger. This is a great
scheme. You pay pounds 3 a month to sponsor a tree and you’re invited to
a planting day,’ copywriter Paul was quoted as saying. But it’s not the
first time he has appeared in a newspaper supplement.
Not so long ago his flat appeared in The Guardian’s Space magazine,
where the country’s furniture cognoscenti were informed that Paul is the
proud owner of a custom-made glass bath.
Lucky old Paul. And lucky old anyone who gets to see him in the
bath.
It’s difficult to imagine the aesthetic justification for a glass bath:
the image of wet hairy flesh squashed up against the side of glass is
surely something to be avoided.
