In the ‘60s, I really was a ‘Mad Man’ in New York advertising, when America produced half the globe’s wealth and Madison Avenue was the ad world’s epicentre.
I was working for BBDO, the American. The picture in the series – of top-level execs as privileged Wasps with fast-paced, alcohol-fuelled, sybaritic lives – bore little resemblance to reality at 383 Madison.
