Television Centre - boo hoo, bye bye.
In 2012 I went to TVC for a casting and was told to wait at stage door reception to be fetched up. A young guy came over, with lanyard pass around his neck, shook my hand and said “hi, William Andrews?” “Yes –that’s me” I replied, picked up my stuff and followed him though some doors and along a corridor behind a large group of people. “I love you in Sorry I’ve got no head.” “Thanks” said I, thinking he looked a bit young to be working here.
I realised suddenly that he didn't, he was on tour of the building with his parents and was about 12 years old. I made an involuntary noise of alarm, turned on my heel and went back the way I had come.