The BBC place was very “wow”. Like being in a design studio. I loved the carpets and made sure the interviewer knew this. After spending 45 minutes driving round in a circle I pulled up to one chap and shouted “where the hell is media city?”. Eventually I found (no joke) a small yellow card on a post that pointed the way. So I drove down a one way street the wrong way and parked the bloody car and then raced to the meeting only to be told it was delayed by 20 minutes. They were very nice. They wanted 25 new media feeds for the iPod, Android and online “portals” in time for the Olympic games. They didn’t think it would be a problem. I choked to keep from blurting out…”start now, start now”.