19. Oh the places we’d go.

Apparently the more times you’ve failed at something, the closer you are to success. In which case I’m this close I reckon.

Dangerously so.

I was 28 when Alan and I decided to go for a television license. We had a fledging ad agency that was starting to do ok, and would’ve done a lot better if we hadn’t got distracted trying to be MTV.

To be fair it wasn’t totally silly.

Coming from radio, Alan had won one of the first two FM frequencies in Auckland, and knew a thing or two about how the tender process for the new television licenses would go.

Our plan was to use the frequency to start New Zealand’s first music television channel.

This was all way above my pay-grade, and I knew nothing about any of it, but I’ve never let that hold me back.

Oh, the places we'd go….