Trev is probably the last of the “famous admen”, whose renown spread way beyond the advertising industry. Despite founding a very successful agency and making a fortune, he’s always been quite indifferent to money. Even when he had very little, I remember him spending it on experiences rather than on conventional possessions. In his opinion, the main reason to make money is to spread it around. This notion was shared by a few of his old schoolmates, better known as UB40. They covered obscure reggae songs, partly to ensure that the impoverished artists who’d written them got a surprise windfall. They truly believed, he tells me, that Red Red Wine was written by a poor Jamaican called Tony Tribe. However it was written by a rich American called Neil Diamond and royalties went into his already enormous bank account. “Money goes to money”, Trevor concluded, “Which is why I’m paying the bill”
Lunch with Trevor Beattie….

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