CHAS BAYFIELD

Back in February, I was fortunate enough to fly to Australia to visit family. On the way out, I flew Emirates. Despite sitting in...

It’s July 1990. I’ve just returned from a year in Hamburg where I was a clerical assistant to a giant car rental firm – fresh out of uni...

I don’t remember ever seeing a picture of a “young” Picasso but I do know that his early paintings aren’t as talked about as, say...

Yesterday a CD at Amazon posted a job ad on LinkedIn. It was for a three-month gig for a creative team. By the time I went to bed, she...

A few days ago, I blogged about the nagging feeling I had that some brands were piggy-backing the virus to get share of mind - in other...

Thank you Nike for reminding us that staying in saves lives. Thank you Coke for telling us that staying apart is the best way to stay...

Back in the heady summer of 2000, everyone was on the make. The energy of a new millennium had fueled entrepreneurs to add a dotcom to...

A couple of years ago, I was manning a bouncy castle as part of a Messy Church event in Cricklewood – a Saturday afternoon when people...

Let me take you back to the summer of 1996. The French are conducting nuclear tests on Muroroa Atoll, 800 miles southeast of Tahiti. The...

I do like a spot of Linked-In, especially when I'm looking for work. When I'm job hunting, I'm glued to the site, deciding which ECD,...

It’s often said that TV advertising is part of advertising’s history, not its future. This isn’t the place to discuss whether that is...

Now and again, people ask me if I actually wrote songs for the Darkness. For the record, I have never, not once, ever written a song for...

I guess you know you’ve hit a nerve when people you’ve never met are selling tshirts that have one of your ads on them. It means that...

After two months of gardening leave, you begin to see the world differently. You meet the mums on the school run. You’re here when the...