Vale Susie ‘Bunty’ Rowland, the matriarch of The Campaign Palace Melbourne in the 70s and 80s
Many in the industry will be deeply saddened to hear of the passing of Susie ‘Bunty’ Rowland (née Harris), who was considered the matriarch of The Campaign Palace, Melbourne in the 70s and 80s.
A tribute from The Campaign Palace co-founder Lionel Hunt:
Susie (Bunty) Rowland was the matriarch of The Campaign Palace in Melbourne even though she was only 21 when we hired her.
We called her Bunty because she was rather posh, in an English way, although she was a Melbourne girl through and through.
She was, I think, only our second hiring , and she had to do pretty much everything – answer the phones, type\ my copy, run Gordon’s and my private lives (no easy task) and, in winter, even come in early to light the fires in our grand old Victorian terrace house in Cecil Street, South Melbourne.
She created this extra role herself, appointed herself to it without feeling the need to interview other candidates, and awarded herself an extra $50 a week. A fire starter and self starter, both.
Talking about typing my copy, I didn’t realise it at the time but she would take my scrawled handwriting and edit and change it to suit herself and then give it back to me without saying a word.
Many’s the time she gave me back my heavily and secretly changed copy, only for me to say, after reading it, ‘Mmm, rather good don’t you think?’
She loved a good time and wasn’t alone there. Well before mid day there would be the pop of a wine cork and Bunty would pour herself a glass of Mountadam chardonnay and carry on typing. Unfortunately she would often put the glass on the carriage of her typewriter and forget to remove it when she tapped the return key.
‘Shit’, we’d hear, and another $200 typewriter cleaning fee.
Despite all this, some would say because of it, Bunty was the very backbone of The Palace, supremely capable, utterly loyal and loved by all. Office manager I suppose you’d call it these days. More like Mammasan.
She did, of course have a life outside of The Palace. She married Peter Rowland, the doyen of Melbourne high society caterers, and became an (once again self
appointed ) ‘architect’.
She designed their own French chateau which was I believe the first house in Melbourne with an underground carpark.
She also had a deep interest in Egyptian tombs.
No doubt the two things are related.
She was our first long service leave recipient after 12 years devoted service, which seemed like a lifetime in those days.
We gave her an around the world business class ticket and where did she go? Cairo, of course.
Now, 30 years later it’s hard to believe she’s gone.
All those early Palace people are going to feel it deeply.
And me, who am I going to get to fix this up and type it?
From The Campaign Palace co-founder Gordon Trembath:
Susie was on top of everything, always. So much so, in the forty forty or so years since years we worked together at The Palace Susie always remembered my birthday. And it was a bit of a joke between us that although I knew her birthday was in October I didn’t remember what day. And only a few days ago I finally extracted the date from her and messaged her back that she should expect to hear from me with bells on come October 8, but that wasn’t to say we shouldn’t catch up before then.
No hint in that simple little exchange that she was anything but well, and now your terrible news! Right now I don’t know what else I can say that doesn’t sound trite. But really, Susie was, as they say “a class act”, and much loved.
Everyone liked and respected and enjoyed Suzie’s company, without exception – Chris Dewey, Jack Vaughan, Harold Mitchel and even Wayne Sidwell spring immediately to mind. Jo Shorrock too (and she’ll have a lot more names). Lionel and I of course loved her to bits, as I’m sure also did Terry Bunton and Ian Watson, both of whom I remember always enjoyed her company immensely. A lot of laughs whenever with Susie.
Former Palace creative director Jack Vaughan sent in this tribute:
As lots of people have probably already explained, Susie was called ‘Bunty’. Dunno why, except for her slight lofty upper class bearing.
Anyway, she basically ran the Palace.
She ordered the booze, organised the taxis, booked the airline tickets, got us lunch tables at favourite restaurants, gave petty bureaucratic officialdom short shrift (and very articulately), purchased all the office supplies, ushered in the clients and kept them diverted while we were still in the back room trying to have the idea. And much more. You get the picture. Indispensable.
Every agency should have one of her.
Bunty was a touch formal when she was ‘on the bridge’ but had the ability to completely change after closing time when she’d let her hair down big time.
I’m sure she was just as valuable in her later roles, after the Palace. So lots of people will miss her, and her sense of capability and reassurance.
From former Palace creative director Ron Mather:
Caring, efficient, quirky, loyal, funny and much loved. All qualities that were essential to successfully look after a creative department as demanding as The Campaign Palace’s was.
And Susie had them all.
I have many fond memories of Susie, or Bunty as she was known.
I remember once when Lionel and I decided to go on a survival camping trip, taking no food and only fishing rods. Of course we didn’t catch any fish and we were really hungry. Then we discovered an Esky in the back of the car, full of lamb chops. Susie had put them there, making sure we wouldn’t go hungry. That was typical of Susie.
RIP Bunty, you will be missed by many.
From former Palace creative director Scott Whybin:
Susie (Bunty) was the personification of The Palace Melbourne in the late 70’s and 80’s. God, she knew how to have fun. Yet she was always a perfectionist and did everything with utter style.
I’ll never forget my first day at The Palace in 1984. Susie presented me with a list of Melbourne’s top 15 restaurants. (I was at the tender age of 24) and then asked me to sign it.
Scott, she said, “You are now registered at all these restaurants and all you have to do is sign.”
It was before FBT and she then whispered to me in that beautiful, high, posh little voice, “And remember Scott, the more you spend, the more you save”.
God please make sure there’s some Crystal on ice for her arrival. She deserves every sip.
Rest Bunty. Love you always.
From former Palace CEO, Des Speakman:
Susie, lovingly referred to as Bunty,
epitomised all that was special about The Campaign Palace throughout its halcyon days.
She was gorgeous, classy, funny, efficient, passionate, knowledgeable and by nature a lover of life. And she adored and was protective of ‘her creatives’, providing them with breathing space from overly enthusiastic suits and clients, caring for their needs and helping create an environment that encouraged them to be the best they could be.
Bunty not only embraced the culture, values and personality of The Palace, she contributed heavily to their development.
She will be sadly missed but leaves an indelible memory for all of us who had the good fortune to work with her.
Footnote:
Hi Michael,
I was so saddened to read the passing of Susie Rowland, but moved by the emotional comments left on your Campaign Brief site.
I found this wonderful photo in my files (now included above).
The year was 1976. As a treat, Lionel and Gordon sent this Palace group to the Caxton Awards in Alice Springs.
After the awards, we drove by bus overnight to Uluru, and arrived early the next morning.
Ron Mather, Chris Dewey, Ian Watson, Chez Gough, (myself), Tom Dery, Jack Vaughan. And of course Bunty, a picture of style in her white hat..
Regards,
Chris Rankine
18 Comments
Susie. Bunty. She was much-loved and will be much missed.
My sincere condolences to Peter, Susie’s family and her many friends.
Nice reporting. Well done.
Susie ( Bunty) Was a class act, we had lots of fun and laughs working together.
Sending condolencesl to Peter and Susie’s family
They didn’t come much cooler than Susie. The most fabulous woman I think I have ever met. My sincere condolences to Peter.
I’ll always remember Suzie as the best ‘funster’ at the Palace.
She was as the living embodiment of all the great things that made going to work there the best fun in the world.She was unique.
Bunty took it upon herself to take me under her wing when I first started at the Palace and for that I’ll be forever grateful. It invariably meant lunch at Kuni’s, lunch at Marcelino’s or lunch at Lynchs. We’d have too much fun and then have to go home……….those were indeed the days.
Susie was the heart and soul of The Palace in those glory days.
There was no one quite like Susie and no agency quite like The Palace.
”Those were the days ‘ indeed and Susie will always be dearly remembered by all of us who shared them with her..
bless her. she sounded utterly, utterly divine.
Everyone called me Brownie except Susie…she
called me Braaaaahnie! Once I did a photo shoot
at her Beverly Hills (or course) apartment and
broke a very expensive vase…another time
For an awards night I wore her very tight black
Leather pants and ripped the bum out of
them …in her Bunty voice she said “gosh
Braaaahnie, seems everything of mine
you touch you break”…
Susie was home to me. I was in awe of her.
Thank you girlfriend for enriching my life.
I will love you and miss you always.
Braaaaahnie.
RIP Bunty.
My sincere condolences to Peter and family.
Bunty was a super girl at work and at play.
I feel just so sad to know that she has gone.
I’ll just go and get out my box of Palace photos and pop a cork later.
Farewell for now.
At the fairytale Palace, Susie was Tinkerbell. We were so blessed to have known her.
I met Susie in about 1992.
She was the epitome of ‘style & etiquette’.
Susie should have been born in 1900 & been queen of the kids in the Roarin’ 20’s.
I took Susie to lunch one Friday, only days after she had accepted Peter’s hand in Marriage. Party time with her girl friends who happened to pitch up in the same restaurant…
She kindly invited Jonnie Clark I to her celebration drinks at The Palace that Friday evening…
Huge fun but her typewriter was drowned in Mango Daiquiris ++
Anyway, my GF & I kindly attended her fairytale wedding to Peter Rowland with their celebration Chez Cadden.
Much later, my (then) Wife & I were treated to drinks at Otawa Crescent – we had lived in some serious houses in Singapore & Hong Kong but Susie & Peter had nailed the meaning of ‘Grown Up’ in Otaway Crescent!
My philosophical view is that we only have a small number of ‘true characters’ who touch our lives – Susie Rowland nee Harris, you are (present tense) the epitome of style, character, etiquette & calm control.
Peter will require extreme strength to continue on without his truly gifted & gorgeous Wife – a true arbitrar of taste, style & wisdom.
But, he will – you often described him as a good & strong man.
To Peter, my sincere condolences to you & your family.
In pace, Susie.
(Michael Owen).
Susie was such a character. I remember once she came to me in tears after the local garage diagnosed her precious Fiat as needing a complete engine replacement. So I took the car home and fitted a new set of spark plugs. Problem solved. She told me it was a miracle and sent flowers to my wife. From that day on, she always called me Christos. ( Maybe she saw me as the Greek god of auto repair ).
I lost touch with her until several years ago, when we caught up for lunch. She was still her giggly and beautiful self.
I know many like me, will miss her so much.
Farewell lovely Susie..
Christos
Oh Susie, I can’t quite believe this. I adored working with you and you were absolutely the life and soul of the Palace. We had the very best of times as I’m sure advertising is a very different beast now. What a ride!
You were truly unique Susie and you will be so missed by so many people.
Right about now, I hope you’re having elevenses with John Turnbull, Macca and Devo.
I knew or knew of many of the writers of the above reminiscences from my advertising days in the 1970s-80s when I was a TV & Radio Producer at Y&R Sydney and then married to Dean Thomas. But my memories of Susie are far more recent. She booked to travel with a group we took to Ladakh and Kashmir only last September/October. Susie was a unique and flamboyant person who hadn’t realised she’s booked to trek in the Himalaya! She loved Leh, Ladakh and revelled in time spent at the Moghul gardens and luxuriating on the houseboats in Kashmir. She was a glamour puss personified. On the last night of our journey together she arrived at sunset on the rooftop of the Kashmiri houseboat with her rather heavy Dyptique candle which she’d lugged all around the Himalaya with her! A style icon to the end. So sad to hear she’s left us. She was enigmatic and a true individual. Margie Thomas
thank you Susie for all the times we spent in Tamboon and all your help and love in turkey. love the cunninghams
How strange life is, we were having lunch at Art Gallery Sydney
When we were reminiscing about our time at Melbourne Cup
I asked my husband wonder how Susie and Peter are.
To read of Susie’s passing made us very sad.
Such a gracious and fun lady with enormous talent. I remember her
Sourcing from France to build their Toorak townhouse
The underground garage and art gallery was ahead of its time
RIP Susie
Will never forget 2016 day before Halloween, we’d just arrived at a mate’s house around the cnr on Irving Rd , went for a walk and Susie was polishing the lamps to the entrance to the Toorak “shack” ,myself and 7 year old daughter Ruby who’d arrived in Melbourne to see a Roahd Dahl play. We said gday and she instantly got down off the ladder for a chat, what’s your name little girl, she said,my daughter replied ..Ruby. She insisted we come in for a tour.. an hr later we were walking back out past the lanterns. What an absolute beautiful
caring woman, RIP Susie♥️.
Condolences to Peter