This time last week I was in the south of France, popping my Cannes Lions virginity. Seven days on and the UK is out of the EU, England has embarrassed itself in the football and I’m back at my desk staring at gloomy London skies.
To say I’d rather be back at the festival may be something of an understatement. Were the naive expectations and childlike excitement I wrote about prior to attending Cannes fulfilled? You bet. Here’s why…
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Source: The Drum