That reminds me of the beginnings of breakfast television when we worked with patchy resources and no chance of outsourcing till daylight office hours. A Well-Known Presenter decided at about 5 a.m. that the music for an item was unsuitable. I found some vinyl in a cupboard which she said, grudgingly, would "have to do". As she flounced off I called her back loudly, produced the book in which material was meant to be signed out and asked: "Name?" Collapse of production office.