Well, I've started the week in true Cannes style - I caught two and a half hours' sleep last night.
Sadly, it wasn't due to partying but a part-functioning air-con system whose spluttering on and off caught me each time I dared to drift off.
This is Campaign doing Cannes as never before. Yes, we're all wearing hair shirts this year.
An indicator of the grade of hotel we're in is the lack of a bathmat in the tiny shower room. But this morning I realised there was no problem: the trickle from the shower barely covered me and showed little danger of reaching the floor beyond.
Here we are looking shattered already, waiting to register outside the Palais at 8am. Promise the pics will get more glam...(they'd better)
Update: OK, even the technology is letting us down and I can't post that pic, so you'll just have to imagine us red-eyed at the Palais gates. But still smiling.
