A lovely email from Cupid himself

 

Last Thursday was a very special day.

The annual Beattie McGuinness Bungay Woo-Off.

Where for one day only the whole agency transforms to a rose-scented, chocolate covered, serenading carnival of competitive-loving.

Not because we love each other but because we all want to win dinner for two at Hawksmoor.

The winner was a very filthy poem by the comically genius fingers of ‘Jamie I’.

But our personal favourite was this email from ACTUAL CUPID himself!

 

 

Then there was this one which I was chuffed to receive in addition to a red rose and some Hotel Chocolat: A  cryptic map and poem inviting me on a secret date with a man in a hat – a glass of bubbly at the Ivy no less.

nb – It was the correct way up until I uploaded it, when the blog programme made a point of flipping it sideways; much like my stomach once I’d been wooed by the lovely Sam Richardson here…

Finally, this one was very funny too. Stalking Lucy…

Of course, none of them came close to the amazing poetry blog from the clever Mr Bruce did last year, which even now has a special place in my heart – the creepy yet hilarious Poemsforlorelei

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We’ve made partner! Hello from our new home

Just wanted to say a quick hi from our new desks at number 16 Short’s Gardens.


Nope, we haven’t just opened a juice bar. Today we start as creatives at BMB. (Bye bye Glue, thank you for having us. We had an amazing 2 and a half years.)

In a break with tradition, our first day has been almost free of IT glitches. Writing this blog has been amazingly pain free!

Things we love about BMB so far:

1) There’s a brand new bar and coffee machine only metres away, with free fruit twice a week.*

2) Justin from IT. He comes a running and fixes everything (no need to log a call with a helpdesk in Chingford first.)

3) Everyone’s really lovely and friendly.

4) We just listened to a live pianist in Neal’s Yard whilst eating hippie vegan takeaway. Basically like being back at the Secret Garden Party. Almost.

5) After being here one morning, we’ve been made partners already!

Well, actually, everyone has. It’s a clever new scheme like wot John Lewis do.

*In hindsight, pressing the macchiato button just seconds before one of the planners began his talk on innovation probably wasn’t the best move. Poor Paul Blundell’s first minute was drowned out by the spluttering of foamy milk and hissing pipes. Sorry, Paul.

Anyway, we’ve already got two briefs to get on with, so goodbye for now.

Lol & Nat.