GOLLY, back in the daze I had hair. Happy birthday, Tamlin! ♥
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I’m really beginning to enjoy my son’s bog
My only son, the Tamlin Magee, started a bog a little while ago. It’s here. He relates the tale of Harlan Ellison, something that happened over at the INQster. He’s also been messing around with Jeeves. I like it! ♦
Hill and Knowlton screw up@Hackenflacks awards
THE FLACKENHACK awards are some sort of PR gig where the booze runs out early.
I’ve been to one. Lest you have any doubts about this, PRs, generally speaking, despise journalists. Mike Hardwidge didn’t, and Bill Moores doesn’t, but they are totally exceptional.
At an Intel Developer Forum a few years back, my son was standing near the front of the piano bar when one Dan Snyder walked in. My son was then a hack but Dear Dan didn’t know that.
The minute he walked in and saw me, he said “f***** Mike Magee, f***** Mike Magee.”
Tazz is a bit of a rebel. Heck he’s doing PR these days. So when he went to the Flackenhack Awards the other day, he bumped into a spinner from Hill & Knowlton, a spinner for the Intel Corporation, and asked him what he thought of Mike Magee.
“He’s a f***** t***”, said the spinner. Why’s that, asked my son, faux innocently. “He totally screwed us at the Intel Developer Forum,” said the H&K guy. “He’s my dad,” said Tazz.
Funny how things come around in the end, eh? Heck. ♥
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Tagged Bill Moores, Carter Ruck, Dan Snyder, f******, Flackenhack Awards, Heck!, Hill&Knowlton, Intel, Intel Developer Forum, Mike Hardwidge, San Francisco, Tamlin Magee
See what British journalists are really like
WE’VE ONLY MISSED a few Bill Moores’ parties at Ye Olde Cheshire Cheese in Fleet Street, and unfortunately we missed yesterday’s event, as we’re in Sunny Bengaluru, rather than the cold Chrismassy atmosphere in London Town.
So thanks to fiends for sending us links to the best and worst of British journalism, raw in tooth and flesh, with the entire set here. It is Daryl Wilcox hosted now – he was a fine journalist – we used to call him Dayrate Wilcox – but he has gone to the other side. I wasn’t invited. ◊
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Tagged Angelica, Bangalore, Bengaluru, Bill Moores, British journalism, Cath Everett, Cliff Saran, Daryl Wilcox, Emma Woollacott, Fleet Street, Guy Dixon, Iain Thompson, Jack Schofield, Manek Dubash, Mari, Myles Hewitt, Paul Hales, Tamlin Magee, Tony Smith, Will Head, Ye Olde Cheshire Cheese