• There are certain traits to being English that are at once endearing, frustrating and eccentric.

    For example, most middle class people will sneer at the thought of anyone who drives a Ford Mondeo and it's connotations of 'Essex' man or 'insurance salesmen. But the amount of sneering is directly related the person's level of personal insecurity and true social standing. The more you sneer at Mondeo Man, the more you're likely to a lot more like him that you would like people to think.

    Another interesting one is our obsession with owning a home. This is closely linked with our social awkwardness…we want a safe private place where we don't have to talk to other people. Our pre-occupation with homes gives us an endless subject of smalltalk (second only to the weather!) in place of having to think of something interesting to talk about (this social awkwardness also explains our peculiar fear of public transport).

    This is going to get interesting, since various economic issues means we're likely to to turn into a nation of renters, not a nation of homeowners. I wonder if this will gradually reverse our painful social rubbishness or not. I gues it depends if we got socially rubbish because we all hid in our homes, or we hid in homes because we were already so socially useless.

    Anway.

    (by the way if you find any of this interesting, read this)

  • Jeans 
    Object 7 in the The List is this pair of Howies Jeans. Selvedge Bryson to be precise.

    I bought them about 5 years ago and still wear them every other day. This is partly down to lack of imagination and mostly because they fit like a glove. Jeans are a funny thing, finding ones that really fit well is hard and even then, there's the long process of wearing them in. These jeans are loose and low and sit just below the waist in a way others just don't.

    But these jeans go beyond that. Selvedge jeans have a totally  different feel, but even more importantly, they have more story. They're made on shuttle looms and nod back to a time when more care and attention was paid to things. It also means they're bomb proof.These jeans will not die, which is a good thing since I don't know what I'll do when I have to find a replacement.

    The thing about selvedge is that it has a raw look and feel when you buy it. It eventually goes and the jeans inexorably turn into a normal pair with every wash. The only way to preserve it is to not wash them. Which is what I did for about a year, until a friend's baby urinated on them. Sadly they had to go into the washer and the slow decline into averageness began. But they'll never be average.

    I spent over £100 on these jeans. That's a lot of money and was even more to me 5 years ago. But I don't buy many clothes, and what I have I don't really get rid of. I'd rather buy less and buy well. That means ignoring fashion somewhat, or at least buying the kind of stuff that won't be outdated in 6 months time. It's not for everyone, but it's how I roll at least.

    Finally, these jeans show how building meaning into things transforms how we value things. Don't let anyone tell you brands are worthless in the information rich, self actualised digital age. It's bollocks, or at least the argument in this book persuades me that way. It's the story of things and what we believe about them and what they mean to us that matters. Howies is  brand I've loved for years, because they care about the things I care about – rough fuzzy stuff around time rather than cash, realness over artificial stimulation and an overall aesthetic I kind of like. More importantly, they make an effort. Their catalogues used to be works of art themselves, meet the people and they live and breathe the company values.

    Every stitch of these jeans is soaked in all this, along with my own story over the last five years. Like I say, thank God they're so durable. Finding a new pair will be tough

  • Peer beneath the hyped up claims and overcooked proprietary processes of creative agencies and you soon discover they are all variations of the same thing – creative thinking that generates business success. Of course that's mostly about creative work, but at their best, agencies supply creative thinking that goes much deeper into the business, into NPD and distribution for example.

    Look at that phrase again….creative thinking that generates business success. Put crudely, you'll find that the 'creative thinking' bit is the creative department and the 'generating business success' is planning. Naturally it's more blurred than that, a big chunk of creative thinking needs to be done way before it's condensed into a creative brief, and not just by planners, but you get the point.

    But look at the amount of people agencies employ who actually DO that. In any agency I've worked at, and 90% of those I've worked with, account handlers outnumber the creative department by at least two to one and the planners by at least twenty to one.

    In other words, agencies may claim they exist to create business transforming creative ideas, but in reality, most of the people at best enforce a linear, methodical production line, or at worse 'get the client the work they want'. Yet a read of this book will quickly dispel the myth that great ideas come from a production line process, or specialists working in silos, while we've all met suits who do their best to put a stopper on any idea that's beyond the first page as they try and second guess the client.

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    Put simply, most creative agencies have a system that is best suited to churn out average work and gets in the way of the extraordinary stuff that can cut through the clutter of popular culture or indeed, the client culture.

    I'm not saying 'kill the suit' of course. Without someone to bring sanity to bedlam, deal with those client situations and keep and eye on the budget, nothing would get done or no one would make any money from it. But there needs to be a re balance between the people who contribute to making stuff and those who make sure they're making stuff.

    That's why I find Mother so interesting for example, where there are no suits, but traffic gets stuff done, strategy make stuff work and creative makes stuff great – and all have client facing responsibility.

    One of the most enjoyable and interesting times I had was working in direct partnership witj a creative, why not follow this model, and maybe add a technologist in this digital age? Or even a comms planner?

    More so than ever, agencies need to focus on business building IDEAS, not 'selling a process'. Let's hope more and more re-organise to make this happen.

  • THis is an unashamed Dad post. If the thought of that bores the pants off you, look away no.

    If you're still here……..

    It's been an interesting week. We've had the 20 week scan if our second child. Words are completely insufficient to describe how this feels so I won't bother. Seeing your unborn child blink is amazing. I can't wait to meet him/her and find out how different he/she is to our loud, joyfully demented little whirlwind of a boy.

    In the same week, that same boy was really ill. We had to take him into A&E and, thankfully, he's fine, but holding him tight, as he cried his eyes out with a sky high temperature, looking up at me, wanting me to make it better made me realise what I really love about being a parent.

    Don't get me wrong, it's fun. Will's my partner in crime and his mother rolls her eyes at how stupid we both are. But all that pales next to the hard stuff: The nights you're kept awake, putting a smile and engaging in hide and seek at 5am because someone is up and wants to play, no sleep ins for 12 years, those book you've no time to read, those films you never get to see. The copious amounts of baby sick. The tantrums.  It's fantastic.

    It's partly the feeling of someone needing you,  (no one will ever love as completely and without agenda as your small child) but it's also  doing something that's hard enough to be worthwhile. In world of easy options,  labour saving short cuts and simulated experiences, I bet I'm not the only Dad that feels more alive with his child anywhere else.