Extra Salt & Sauce

And it's only a washing gel.

You can read about it in glorious detail here.

I wonder what they do for a headline in places where they don't have an rrrrrr in the place name.

And they still don't seem to have their website up and running although it's now (not a minute too soon) nicely search engine optimised.

All in all, very disappointing.

In the frenzied excitement of being holiday bound a few weeks back, I sloppily claimed credit for a website promoting Alcohol Awareness week.

In actual fact, we produced the campaign materials but a very fine agency called Whitespace designed and built the site. Sorry, Emma.

I hope you've all chosen your challenge...

Another "I love my job" moment. Three hours ago, I was stomping around a cold wet woodland (don't ask) killing time til a depth interview started.

Fast forward to 4:39pm and I'm back at my desk, there's a creative review going on in the sofas next to us and I look up to see Phil Adams sitting there in black tie...

I was at a very cool event in Nottingham at the weekend. The Hockley Hustle took place across what used to be a slightly run down area of Nottingham which is in the process of reinventing itself as the home of all things innovative and funky.

They had signed up numerous bands / singers / cool music people to perform at venues across that bit of the city. You paid a fiver to get a wristband which got you into all of it and it ran from lunchtime til late.

I was passing through so only managed to catch a boy who played a guitar, sang short angry songs to a loud electronic baseline and looked oddly like Ed (helped by the fact that he was wearing a smart tweed jacket over his jeans and T). I wish I could remember his name. He might be a long lost brother.

MY happy things is a project by designer John Lui who has collected together a set of videos of college students talking about their favourite things and clumped them together on a website. My particular favourite is the very laid back fellow who drank a great deal of whisky and painted some horrible mournful mural on his bedroom wall...

I sit on the environment team here. Which means that we look at little initiatives - like getting decent recycling facilities set up in the agency - in a vain (or maybe not vain) attempt to make some small difference to our wider world.

My 'sitting' on the team started out innocuously enough. So I've been looking into discounted bus travel, City Car Club membership, things like that. But thinking about these sort of things is having a strange creeping effect on my personal behaviour. So whereas I used to be a bit of a part-time recycler, I'm now becoming fixated with recycling everything. Though I've stopped short of installing a wormery in my 4 foot square kitchen. I prowl around the agency turning off lights in un-used rooms, turning radiators down, washing out milk cartons and storing them in the recycling bins and so it goes on.

If you're ever up in the toilets on the fouth floor in here and the lights go out, you'll know it's me.

Anyway, my obsession has at last found an outlet. Sign up here and you can pledge to make various small behavioural changes so you too can go greener. Our partnership guys have been doing some sterling work on setting up various partnerships entitling you (once signed up) to various brilliant discounts so you can be both green and smug. Perfect.

Such a well-intentioned success story of a brand but always always the potential for being terribly caught out. This is today's favourite story.

You can tell I'm having a desk research day. Found a great article on the evil friend-hoarding culture encouraged by facebook on Wired.com. Read it and cringe.