I realise that I am posting more and more about advertising things now, rather than what's happening downunder, but I have decided I am to mix them both up.
So this is the latest ad from Carlsberg. Basically, they filled a cinema in Brussels with some hard looking Bikers, all seats were taken apart from two in the very middle. A nice little social experiment, watch and see what happens when several couples come in, what would you do? Take your seats or turn around and walk out.
Sunday, 9 October 2011
Wednesday, 5 October 2011
Caledonia, you're calling me.....
......now I'm going home!
A great tune by Dougie Maclean and one that firmly sums up how I feel about Scotland.
I am far from home now, and not likely to return permanently for a long time. I am far from my family and everyone else I love and care for. But no matter where I go, no matter how far I travel, this song taught me to remember where I came from. This song was written as Dougie was travelling and felt homesick. Every time, I feel slightly homesick I stick this on, it makes me feel proud of where I am from and it makes me proud to tell people I am Scottish.
There is a line in the song which is quite poignant:
'And if I should become a stranger, you know it would make me more than sad.'
I would hate to become a stranger to Scotland. So come February, I will have been away from home for a year, and personally, I think that is long enough! So I will be back, only for a while though. I plan to come visit for about 3 weeks and then head back to Sydney. The flights are booked, the time off work has been sorted. So keep the month free, I will be visiting edinburgh for a few days, but mainly staying in Irvine. Plenty of catch up drinks are to be had and maybe the odd Killie game.
I think this ad from the early 90s sums up how most Scots feel when they are away from home for too long, it was also one of the first ad's I remember as a kid on TV, and partly inspired me to get into advertising:
But let's just be clear, I'm not coming home just for a pint of Tennents...............well, I may have to have one or two! ;-)
A great tune by Dougie Maclean and one that firmly sums up how I feel about Scotland.
I am far from home now, and not likely to return permanently for a long time. I am far from my family and everyone else I love and care for. But no matter where I go, no matter how far I travel, this song taught me to remember where I came from. This song was written as Dougie was travelling and felt homesick. Every time, I feel slightly homesick I stick this on, it makes me feel proud of where I am from and it makes me proud to tell people I am Scottish.
There is a line in the song which is quite poignant:
'And if I should become a stranger, you know it would make me more than sad.'
I would hate to become a stranger to Scotland. So come February, I will have been away from home for a year, and personally, I think that is long enough! So I will be back, only for a while though. I plan to come visit for about 3 weeks and then head back to Sydney. The flights are booked, the time off work has been sorted. So keep the month free, I will be visiting edinburgh for a few days, but mainly staying in Irvine. Plenty of catch up drinks are to be had and maybe the odd Killie game.
I think this ad from the early 90s sums up how most Scots feel when they are away from home for too long, it was also one of the first ad's I remember as a kid on TV, and partly inspired me to get into advertising:
But let's just be clear, I'm not coming home just for a pint of Tennents...............well, I may have to have one or two! ;-)
Tuesday, 4 October 2011
Sumo, Music and birthdays
So continuing on my new found flow of writing posts, here is another update.
Last saturday was Chris's birthday, so we all went all to Rum Diaries, a nice little tapa's place in bondi. We had a table for 6 booked but when we arrived, we found we were through the back in a little room all to ourselves. The room was bizarre and as chris commented it resembled what you would imagine Churchill's war chamber to look like. It had really old furniture, including a fire place from the 1930's, an old wind up telephone and some weird pictures of Jesus on the wall, also our table was in fact an incredibly old chest with carvings and some money trapped under the glass. There was also a huge bookcase taking up one whole wall in the room, and after inspecting this we found that there was a hidden door in the book case, unfortunately nothing exciting was to be found behind apart from a staff office, where the restaurant music was controlled.
Chris getting his birthday cake:
The police also joined us for a wee while too, doing there regular safety checks they had to stand in our little room as we ate waiting for the manager in the staff office. It was all very bizarre, but an enjoyable evening had by all, thanks to Lisa for organising.
Then this weekend it was Greig's birthday. That was mainly celebrated by watching scotland losing in the final moments of the RWC to England. We then drowned our sorrows for a couple of hours. Typical Scotland, so close, but never able to get over the line.
On friday night we had another work event, Hahn Super Dry Third Half Sumo Wrestling. This was when a man mountain, took on a football team and a ladies roller hockey team. The idea was that each team of 10 took it in turn to compete against the actual sumo wrestler in order to win money, $50 if you lasted 15 seconds and $1000 if you could beat him. At the end of round one the girls team were winning by a couple of grand, I think mr sumo was taking it easy on them. Never the less it was highly entertaining.
Sabrina and Kate waiting for the action to begin.
He may have taken it pretty easy against the girls but the guys didn't stand a chance, in fact one guy got pushed so hard by him that he ended up landing in the crowd.
A few of us left the sumo early, to head back over to RFT (see friday's posting) to catch the last act performing at the Living Room. Tim Freedman, formerly of the Whitlams fame, was the closing act on what had been a great week.
Paul Mac, introducing him above.
Tim Freedman, was highly entertaining although i am not sure what the sponsor American Express would have made about him working his way through a bottle of wine as he performed. The night was then rounded off by everyone have celebratory drinks, and I even managed to get to know my new Nashville cowboy guitar teacher a bit better, an incredibly nice man with plenty of interesting stories about his days touring as a rock star.
I think that's about enough blogging for one weekend, until next time.
Last saturday was Chris's birthday, so we all went all to Rum Diaries, a nice little tapa's place in bondi. We had a table for 6 booked but when we arrived, we found we were through the back in a little room all to ourselves. The room was bizarre and as chris commented it resembled what you would imagine Churchill's war chamber to look like. It had really old furniture, including a fire place from the 1930's, an old wind up telephone and some weird pictures of Jesus on the wall, also our table was in fact an incredibly old chest with carvings and some money trapped under the glass. There was also a huge bookcase taking up one whole wall in the room, and after inspecting this we found that there was a hidden door in the book case, unfortunately nothing exciting was to be found behind apart from a staff office, where the restaurant music was controlled.
Chris getting his birthday cake:
The police also joined us for a wee while too, doing there regular safety checks they had to stand in our little room as we ate waiting for the manager in the staff office. It was all very bizarre, but an enjoyable evening had by all, thanks to Lisa for organising.
Then this weekend it was Greig's birthday. That was mainly celebrated by watching scotland losing in the final moments of the RWC to England. We then drowned our sorrows for a couple of hours. Typical Scotland, so close, but never able to get over the line.
On friday night we had another work event, Hahn Super Dry Third Half Sumo Wrestling. This was when a man mountain, took on a football team and a ladies roller hockey team. The idea was that each team of 10 took it in turn to compete against the actual sumo wrestler in order to win money, $50 if you lasted 15 seconds and $1000 if you could beat him. At the end of round one the girls team were winning by a couple of grand, I think mr sumo was taking it easy on them. Never the less it was highly entertaining.
He may have taken it pretty easy against the girls but the guys didn't stand a chance, in fact one guy got pushed so hard by him that he ended up landing in the crowd.
A few of us left the sumo early, to head back over to RFT (see friday's posting) to catch the last act performing at the Living Room. Tim Freedman, formerly of the Whitlams fame, was the closing act on what had been a great week.
Tim Freedman, was highly entertaining although i am not sure what the sponsor American Express would have made about him working his way through a bottle of wine as he performed. The night was then rounded off by everyone have celebratory drinks, and I even managed to get to know my new Nashville cowboy guitar teacher a bit better, an incredibly nice man with plenty of interesting stories about his days touring as a rock star.
I think that's about enough blogging for one weekend, until next time.
Monday, 3 October 2011
Now is our time
So usually this blog is about the different things I get up too in Australia. However, I wanted to post something slightly different today. There is a new Levi's, Go Forth poster, I see at the train station every morning and I have been finding it very poignant and inspirational lately.
They have also created a viral, which has another very inspirational and poignant poem, I am not a fan of the voice but it's still very good:
Go Forth 2011 Advert
In case you can't make out what this man is saying, again here it is:
Your life is your life
don’t let it be clubbed into dank submission.
Be on the watch.
There are ways out.
There is a light somewhere.
It may not be much light but
it beats the darkness.
Be on the watch.
The gods will offer you chances.
Know them.
Take them.
You can’t beat death but
you can beat death in life, sometimes.
And the more often you learn to do it,
the more light there will be.
Your life is your life.
Know it while you have it.
You are marvelous
the gods wait to delight
in you.
The poster is my favourite but I don't mind the viral either. I don't believe that many people who read the poster or this post would not find it inspirational, or maybe I am just a sentimental loser. Either way, I like it, and I like what it stands for. The Jeans ain't half bad either.
Anyway, it's a bank holiday here today, so Greig and I are off to Manly on the ferry. Enjoy your day people, and follow your dreams. Remember, your legacy is yours to make.
In case you can't make out what it says, here it is:
When all is said and done,
have you done or said enough?
Have you just gone along for the ride,
or have you steered destiny's hot rod?
When you leave this world,
did you make it any better than it was when you arrived?
All you need is all you've got;
your wits and the clothes on your back.
Your epitaph is yours to earn,
your legacy is yours to make.
Go Forth.
They have also created a viral, which has another very inspirational and poignant poem, I am not a fan of the voice but it's still very good:
Go Forth 2011 Advert
In case you can't make out what this man is saying, again here it is:
Your life is your life
don’t let it be clubbed into dank submission.
Be on the watch.
There are ways out.
There is a light somewhere.
It may not be much light but
it beats the darkness.
Be on the watch.
The gods will offer you chances.
Know them.
Take them.
You can’t beat death but
you can beat death in life, sometimes.
And the more often you learn to do it,
the more light there will be.
Your life is your life.
Know it while you have it.
You are marvelous
the gods wait to delight
in you.
The poster is my favourite but I don't mind the viral either. I don't believe that many people who read the poster or this post would not find it inspirational, or maybe I am just a sentimental loser. Either way, I like it, and I like what it stands for. The Jeans ain't half bad either.
Anyway, it's a bank holiday here today, so Greig and I are off to Manly on the ferry. Enjoy your day people, and follow your dreams. Remember, your legacy is yours to make.
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