Anonymous employees of the Gazette would visit seaside resorts and the newspaper would print details of the town, a description of the appearance of that day’s ‘Lobby Lud’, and the pass phrase – most likely “You are Lobby Lud and I claim my prize.” The prizes were not to be sniffed at: according to a 1935 advertisement directing readers to Lowestoft, “£10 could be won in the morning and £10 in the afternoon” – enough to feed a family of four for two weeks.
Anyone carrying a copy of the newspaper could challenge ‘Lobby Lud’ with the appropriate phrase and receive the sum of money.
Which does beg the question: why did she ask me in the first place.
Still, I have no complaints (apart from the one I just made) since without her request I may never have committed to paper the story of Live Guy. For those of you who prefer pictures and videos, there are pictures and videos, too: * * * * Confessions of a Man on the Run In September of last year an email from a London advertising agency popped unexpectedly into my inbox.
I assumed the whole thing was off until out of the blue the agency contacted me again and asked me to come and meet them as a matter of some urgency.
If you are of a certain age, or even if you are not, you may have heard of Lobby Lud; Lud was a fictional character created in the 1920s by the now defunct Westminster Gazette as a promotional tool to sell newspapers.
In that sense ‘Live Guy’ – and his product offering – was right up their street. A Short Interlude For swanking purposes (no, I said In professional terms ‘Live Guy’ was the most exciting project I’ve ever been involved in. Coming up with witticisms, taking photos, writing blogs and being a general tease are all things I enjoy. The answer, perhaps unsurprisingly, is by knowing someone.
En español | In the old days, you most likely would meet Mr.I am from Wales, united kingdom and I speak english.While having 842 followers I offer a public live cam show.She seemed rather taken with the story of Live Guy and asked me to write an essay about the experience for the magazine she works for. It doesn’t fit with my political viewpoint but it was flattering to be commissioned, however loosely.HOWEVER when I finished it, though professing to enjoy the essay muchly, she said she didn’t think it was the sort of piece her editor would publish.