Authors: Matt Beaumont
![]() | Daniel Westbrooke – 1/6/00, 7:51 pm |
to: | Simon Horne |
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re: | LOVE |
Simon, I am delighted that you have decided to accompany us to Mauritius on our little jaunt. Naturally, I am thankful that I will have some erudite company to help while away the tropical sunsets. I am more impressed, however, that you are prepared to pass on your
Solomonian wisdom to our young creatives. I hope for their sakes that they will see the sacrifice you are making.
Incidentally, I am pleased that you have moved us to le Touessrok. Try hard as she does, I must admit to doubts about Melinda’s abilities, particularly given the fleapit she had booked us into. And do not worry about the additional expense. I did not become Head of Client Services by not knowing how to “lose” unwanted costs in the hurly-burly of billing.
![]() | Daniel Westbrooke – 1/6/00, 7:57pm |
to: | David Crutton |
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re: | LOVE |
Delighted as I am that Simon will be adding his steady hand to the tiller on our LOVE shoot, I must say that I am a little surprised that you have decided to let him accompany us with the Coca-Cola about to go “warp factor.” I would never doubt your reasons, David, and clearly you are confident enough in the direction the pitch is taking to feel that the agency does not need his creative scholarship.
![]() | David Crutton – 1/6/00, 8:04pm |
to: | Daniel Westbrooke |
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re: | LOVE |
News to me. For once you’ve told me something I don’t already know. Bear one thing in mind. If I ultimately choose to let Simon go on your junket, it can only be that I deem his presence at the Coke pitch as inessential as that of the Head of Client Services.
![]() | David Crutton – 1/6/00, 8:10pm |
to: | Simon Horne |
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re: | LOVE |
So when were you planning to tell me that you’re swanning off to the Indian Ocean? Perhaps you were going to send me a fax from your
hotel. But even
you
couldn’t be fuckwitted enough to think that the other side of the world would be out of harm’s way when I found out. The only reason I’m not tearing you limb from limb is that you have given me some very good work today. An explanation wouldn’t go amiss.
![]() | Pinki Fallon – 1/6/00, 8:38pm |
to: | Studio |
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re: | Pizzas |
Hi, Mac boys. Six lovely, hot pizzas (). Come and get . . .
![]() | Liam O’Keefe – 1/6/00, 11:32pm |
to: | All Departments |
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re: | reference |
Anyone still here got a picture of Lisa from TLC? I need it desperately for a Mako ad. I think there was one in last month’s
Maxim
, but the pages of the only copy on my floor are stuck together. Ta.
![]() | Nigel Godley – 1/6/00, 11:35pm |
to: | Liam O’Keefe |
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re: | reference |
I’m here! Sorry, but I’ve never heard of TLC. I do have an excellent shot of Olivia Newton-John (from her creative peak in
Xanadu
!) if you can live with the drawing-pin marks. – Nige
![]() | [email protected] 1/6/00, 11:49pm |
to: | [email protected] |
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re: | HELLO FROM YOU MOTHER |
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