I’ve just had a phone call and exceptionally gracious apology from a very pleasant advertising director.
It seems she is no comfortably-shod feminazi out to sabotage the ACT campaign, but just wanted to protect her client from itself after the Green spoof controversy.
And contrary to my prediction, the ad appeared in an excellent position for a run-of-paper placement.
This restores my faith in God (AKA Alan – Wellington’s god of retail advertising, Alan Martin), who’s catch cry was ‘It’s the putting right that counts.’
The late Mr Martin once put something right for me – a faulty fridge connection which nearly electrocuted me.
I rang him on a Sunday in a somewhat agitated state. He was as good as his word and said he’d ‘sack the bastard’ who’d left the wires exposed.
(I had to plead with him not to put things quite that right and let the poor man keep his job.)
In the same vein, I will now praise this woman to the heavens whenever I get the chance.