NORTHERN PLANNER

Are you organised? If so I salute you. I am nothing of the sort.

There's many reasons why I wasn't a very good suit (Crippling honesty and low boredom threshold immediately spring to mind), however, the ability to get oneself from a to b without mishap, let alone others, is a particular character flaw that sticks out like the proverbial sore thumb.

And let's face it, an account handler that gets lost, has poor timekeeping and loses things is as useful as a Prime Minister who can't smile in front a camera….oh maybe not.

Just in case you're considering a job in planning though, don't think it's all blogging, coffee and workshops. It's bloody hard work and there's no excuse to behave like a baby. You can't escape being organised, it's just it doesn't have to be a superpower like it does for a suit.

Spidey gets to stick to things, but the Johnny Hornbys of this world can charm the pants of Anne Widdecombe (I imagine) etc, while convincing creatives to make the logo bigger AND juggle a million things at once, while babysitting/ cajoling/bullying everyone else to be on time, sign things off, do up their flies etc.

Some would say that suits are bag carriers, they don't appreciate creativity, they style their hair to cover up the three sixes on their scalp etc, that's not even totally fair or true; the best suits have the annoying skill or being great at everything – being a suits, talking strategy, creativity, the lot. Bastards.

But still, there's a whole vanguard coming behind. But so what? Hurrah! We need them, thanks the inevitable fallout of agencies squeezing profits out by working their staff ever harder for less money – we can't do without them.

In other words, suits are like like Mums, but we'd fall apart if they ever left us alone and stopped interfering like we wish they would. And we love them, we just need to grow up to realise how much.