I like this, for obvious reasons.
But then I can hit that high note too.
I like this, for obvious reasons.
But then I can hit that high note too.
BA are flying their new Airbus A380 aircraft on their Joburg route (but not Cape Town because the runway is too short) from February 2014 and they recruited local rugby hero Bryan Habana to let us know about that by racing the plane along the tarmac.
England Rugby captain Chris Robshaw came to watch, presumably to provide the Heathrow side of things, and Bryan also brought South Africa Rugby captain Jean de Villiers along with him.
Bryan takes Jean everywhere he goes. Except Toulon.
Here’s the video:
Wow! What a finish!!
But it’s actually not the finish that bothered me so much. It was the start.
Who was that waving the flag to get them going? Why, it was model Georgia May Jagger.
But again, it wasn’t so much the model that bothered me. It was the flag.
It’s upside down.
We’ve been here before. And this isn’t great for a couple of reasons.
Firstly, it’s just plain (no pun intended) bad form. Damn rude.
And, in addition, were BA’s creatives not aware of the specific instructions with regard to the use of the National Flag, as found in the Government Gazette 22356, Notice 510 of 8 June 2001? Obviously not, because otherwise the flag would not just have been the right way up, it wouldn’t have been there at all – check out section 15(d):
Oops.
Fortunately, no-one in South Africa is very good at remembering which way up the National Flag should be flown anyway. And they were far too bothered with Bryan Habana racing a big plane to notice that the flag was being used inappropriately and waved incorrectly.
Still, once this post is published and the South African public is awakened to this heinous act of disrespect, I expect outrage, several open letters, possibly an online petition and (almost certainly) a boycott. Oh, and accusations of some sort of -ism.
And in other news, I’ve just heard that Airbus have demanded a rematch. At 35,000 feet.
And by “The Weekend”, I obviously mean “The Guardian and Observer Weekend”.
(and my apologies for doing two video posts in a row)
Apparently, some company is in the process of releasing the latest model of a smartphone that they make. I think that this clever advert eludes to that announcement and release, but I can’t be absolutely sure because they don’t explicitly name it.
When all is said and done, it’s just a phone. They’re both just phones. I’m not going to shoot you down for choosing one over the other. Neither will I worship the ground you walk on just because you went the other way.
The advert is clever though and does sum up the blinkered attitudes that some individuals display when this sort of annual announcement comes around, as it does, annually.
I particularly recognise the ‘headphone jack is going to be on the bottom’ character.
Hello [redacted].
Right.
Mixed feelings about this one, as those of you who will read my recent guest post on RattleandMum will understand:
It’s a brilliant ad (Mrs 6000 is still sobbing), with brilliant music: ‘Divenire’ by Ludovico Einaudi (the reason I found it, by the way), and yes, maybe being a Mum is the hardest job in the world, but wow, way to leave out any sort of recognition of paternal influence in the development of successful Olympic athletes.
Stick this the other way around and put Dads in there instead of Mums and you’d have feminazis boycotting your products (Pampers, Duracell, Tide & Gillette by the way) and protesting outside your HQ. Daily.
But obviously, as I’ve pointed out before, Dads play absolutely no role in bringing up the kids, now do they?
(But I still love the ad.)
(Hate myself for it, though.)