If I mistime making my cuppa in the programme break, now and again I inadvertantly catch an ad on TV and last night such was the case.
I’m old school and like ads that are catchy, clever and preferably funny but above all else simple. You know, the ones you can understand like “For mash get Smash”…or “You are never alone with a Strand”, better still the Lurpack one with dear old Douglas the Butterman.
Andrex ads with the cute puppies are in non of those catagories but being an animal lover I would settle for “awww how cute is that” when it would race off with the bog roll attached to it’s collar. Last nights Andrex ad was some kid saying…Andrex left them feeling “Cleaner than a baked bean on a surfboard”. Scuse me, did I hear right !!!:shock:
Some bright sparks paid mega money have come up with putting those inane words in that kids mouth and expecting me to know what the hell he means. I don’t, especially when the last time I was on a surfboard someone yelled “Shark” (for a joke) and I nearly s**t myself. Nothing clean about that.
I shall time my tea making break far better in future…
This happened to me once when I was snorkelling with my wife, who is not the most confident swimmer. Someone on the shore, for a joke shouted ‘Shark’; which would not be unusual because there were lots of reef sharks around but when you hear that word, you tend to want to get out pretty quick.
So after virtually dragging my wife and myself out of the sea I looked up to see a group of young blokes laughing their heads off at our expense. It was short lived though, they moved off pretty quick when they realised I was on my way up the beach to them. Strangely I never got to see them again which was a shame.
I am also mainly old school when it comes to adverts and I hate the fact that ad agencies have obviously received some sort of government directive whereby they have to include one of those, one of those and a couple of those (get my drift?). Some existing adverts actually have had bits added to them to meet requirements.
I think the nicest ad at the moment is the Lloyds ad.
Thanks for the clip Longdogs…Lloyds ads are usually lovely and it’s the first time I have seen the latest all the way though. The bit I did catch, thinking ‘that’s really clever’ was at 0.37 onward if you look at the foals legs at the bottom it looks as though its a CGI foal.
The mere shout of “Shark” when you are surfing can only result in a lightening bolt of fear like no other…head to toe and back again. Providing your heart hasn’t stopped beating, two thoughts race to your mind… Do I strike out for shore or do I freeze.
Choice made you then light out like the clappers in hell until you hear and then see your mates hanging out of the boat howling with laughter. Relief is put on hold as murderous does not come close to how you feel about their joke at that moment.
Mind you, you don’t see many selfies taken with sharks do you
I always loved old British Leyland cars, so much so, I wrote a song about one. It was an Austin, the model that preceded the Ital, and was blue in colour, I hope you like the lyrics
Marina, Aqua Marina
What are these strange enchantments, that start whenever your near
Marina, Aqua Marina
Why can’t you whisper the words, my heart is longing to hear
Your Magic to Me
I’m certain to fall I know, because you enthral me
Marina, Aqua Marina
Why don’t you say, that you’ll always stay, close to my heart
I got a good laugh from that video Solo, but you have to admit the ideas to stop the thing were coming thick and fast, pity they were all stupid ideas though.
My condolences on the loss of the Mother in law Spitty.
Well done with the poem.
The only time my words were spoken in public was when my older brother nicked my diary, I was a tender lad of 14 and he was a young villain of 16, I had written a love poem to a girl after I had my first kiss, he tore the page out and read it aloud to the rest of the gang, oh the embarrassment of it all, I never kept a diary again after that.
I got my musical inspiration for car songs from the Fiat Ritmo my Uncle Joe used to drive, don’t drive meself as I’ve often said.
I set it to the air of “The Sewing Machine” Betty Hutton’s old song.
“Ohhh, the Ritmo is strong the Ritmo is save
A mans best friend
If you drive a Ritmo car
You’ll never go round the bend
With a stoppin’ a startin’ a gasket a fartin’
And the wheels acting the Mick
You’ll never have a minutes peace if you become a Ritmothick”
I used to sing that to him every time the thing broke down, which was often, needless to say he was not amused.
