The Diary is, of course, as rich as Crœsus (and with a better stereo system to boot), but January is such a long month, and by now even the Diary’s belt, legendarily loose as many a protÃ©gÃ© will tell you, is beginning to tighten.
So it was with some relief that, in digging through the pile of accumulated paper in the corner, there came to light a licence to print money, reproduced here solely to generate envy in our readers.
The licence was kindly sent in by a Nottingham-based agency, which presumably has become so rich that it has no further need for it. So, if your copy of Marketing Week does not arrive next week, you may rest assured that this is because the presses have been diverted to a far worthier cause. Now all the Diary has to do is work out how to introduce all this money to the economy without sparking hyperinflation.
Ooh, it’s not easy being wealthy.