Please welcome Oliver Morgan (Account Manager) and Daisy Corbett (Account Executive). 

It should be obvious which is which.
Both join from Lowe and they will both be working on Nokia Nseries.

According to BBC news, today is 'blue monday'(12 inch mix), the most depressing day of the year, which makes me wonder if yesterday was 'gloomy sunday'.

Wikipedia says:

This date was published in a press release under the name of Cliff
Arnall, at the time a tutor at the Centre for Lifelong Learning, a
Further Education centre attached to Cardiff University. The Guardian reported that the press release was delivered substantially pre-written to a number of academics by PR agency Porter Novelli, who offered them money to put their names to it. The Guardian later printed a statement from Cardiff University
distancing themselves from Arnall, whom they described as a 'corporate whore'.

Dr Arnall says the date was calculated by using many factors,
including: weather conditions, debt level (the difference between debt
accumulated and our ability to pay), time since Christmas, time since
failing our new year’s resolutions, low motivational levels and feeling
of a need to take action. Writing about the calculation, The Guardian
stated: … the fact is that Cliff Arnall's equations … fail even to make mathematical sense on their own terms.

So it would seem that the whole thing is a fabrication of mendacious marketing. And as such we can dismiss it and be as positive as we like here at Welcome to Optimism.

Despite this revelation, at Wieden + Kennedy's palatial East End offices, there has been concern about the whole 'blue monday' thing. David Stevens suggested that if anyone had the ‘Now That’s What I Call Music: Volume 1’ 25th anniversary album we should put it on the in-house radio now. This seemed to many like the perfect soundtrack for a miserable day. None more so, perhaps, than Kevin Chesters, who said:

From memory NTWICM 1 contained "Clouds across the moon"
by the Rah Band. This was playing on the school bus at the exact when
Tracy Davis dumped me aged 11.  I was pretty miserable as I recall.
Crying into my Um Bongo.

Have  a nice day.