Mistaken identity

Eight years ago, I deleted an entire keynote I’d just filmed for Tracey Ezard. Not a file. Not a clip. The whole keynote. Gone. Like a magician, but sad. It felt career-ending. Tracey, somehow, was kind and forgiving. I, in return, filmed her next keynote free-of-charge and built a shame-fuelled foolproof backup system. It has never happened again. Mostly because I now treat footage like a live organ transplant. We all make mistakes. It doesn't feel like it in the moment, but there aren’t many you can’t come back from. I filmed another keynote for Tracey a few weeks ago. She’s still awesome. This week on The Fink Tank, Col Fink and I set the scene with some glorious childhood dickheadery. What’s the worst you’ve ever screwed up? And how long did it take before you could laugh about it?