"This is Al Jazeera." The familiar "jib shot" as the boom swings the camera down from the height of the studio, and there is Sami Zeidan or David Foster or Darren Jordan or Nick Clark or Ghida Fakhry.
And, reeling with exhaustion just behind the two floor cameras after 12 hours - live on the hour, almost every hour - is your hero. Just a touch of the hands to the hair - see how vain you get within 24 hours of being the "presenter's friend" (a "yuk" expression that lends itself only to TV) - and you are following the lady who's just wired you up on to the stage while they're showing a PKG (yes, a "package") from the Libyan border.
There's a kind of cathedral-like hush …
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