There is something reassuring about the solidity and shape of old phones (2). It is, of course, digital and a fake, a bit like the Roberts radio (3) behind it. I have quite an impressive collection of fake antiques.
The vase (4), though, is genuine enough. At least it bloody well better be as I bought it at Christie's. I have a collection of old Italian jars and pots largely from the 16th century. This one is from Palermo dating from 1540. The flowers are fake.
The black-and-white photo (5) is of my wife and daughter from my wedding day. I got married about five years ago, post-kids. We kept it all pretty local with the wedding in Regent's Park and Portland Place. Other photos: Mia (6), 11, and Kit (7), seven.
There are quite a few celeb types in Primrose Hill, Matt Smith (8) being one. My seven-year-old was ecstatic to find Doctor Who in the local deli and get a snap of the two of them.
This little red book (9) is barely visible but is really important. It's the membership book for Lord's, which contains tickets for the whole season - recently used on both Saturday and Sunday to watch the England v West Indies Test match.
Here's a fairly nondescript white fixture card that's highly prized - it's for Muirfield golf club (10). It's not the easiest place to get into but my father being a member was a help. This is a large calculator (11) - extremely boring, but useful as my eyesight fails.
An empty espresso cup (12) has an almost constant presence on my desk. I have had a pretty severe caffeine habit ever since I gave up smoking five years ago. I hit the Nespresso machine quite hard every morning both in my office and back at home - it has to be one of the great inventions of the past 20 years.
I am particularly partial to a vodka martini (13) - very dry with a twist. This cocktail shaker was a 50th birthday present from my wife - it's from the 30s. The irony, of course, is that it is too special to be used. The real job is done by a cheap aluminium one.
I like globes (14). This was a gift when I became the worldwide chief executive. As it's 100 years out of date, the danger is that I try to start up agencies in countries that no longer exist. Two of the pictures on the wall are Victorian copies (15) and one is a genuine old master. This was a complete fluke, and was only spotted by a friend of mine at Sotheby's. It was my Antiques Roadshow moment.
It's slightly pretentious to have a chess table (16), but it does get used. It seems, nowadays, that it's obligatory for boys to play football and learn to play chess. So, I am regularly beaten by seven-year-olds.
I studied art for a while, and spent a month or two in Rome, so my tastes tend to be on the classical side (with the odd Damien Hirst thrown in). I got over the abstract modern thing a while ago. There was a moment when I was going to go into the art world, then law, then I finally settled on advertising as you didn't need any additional qualifications and you were actually paid from the outset.
The desk (17) itself is from the 40s or 50s and Danish. I don't do a huge amount of work here because Soho is only ten minutes away. It is the quietest room in the house where I come for a bit of peace and quiet. Downstairs is mayhem.
Moray MacLennan is the worldwide chief executive of M&C Saatchi.