No, not those irritatingly painful injuries caused by innocent bits of paper, but these amazing works of art. I can't remember how I stumbled across these examples, it was from another blog, but aren't they amazing? They're made from toilet rolls!
It's a new year in the Resonate offices. The tree is down, the diets have started and everyone is trying to remember how to type and construct coherent sentences that aren't "where's the Baileys?"
We had our Christmas Party with Bell Pottinger in December at Il Bottaccio near Hyde Park Corner. We were treated to lots of lovely canapes, bowl food, more booze than was sensible to drink and an Abba tribute band (much to my disgust). Anyway, someone, and I won't mention any names, decided that they should dress up as Abba with some fellow Director colleagues and treat everyone to a rendition of Money, Money, Money. It was a delight. A truely-tuneless-unchoregraphed delight.
Anyway, at this party we also had a photo booth of sorts. A camera, white background and the ability to take your own photos. (You'll have to forgive my descriptive excellence today, it is January remember.)