The news that Stephen Bayley has resigned due to almost continuous pmt is sad but unsurprising. The key to Peter Mandelson Trouble is that he (Peter) behaves like a typical architect. So enamoured is he of the form of the container that he has become mesmerised by the ability of its interior to be virtually anything. He acts like a waiter in Fawlty Towers. He is forever picking up that silver-plated hemisphere, beloved of mediocre restaurants everywhere, to reveal, with an increasingly hideous flourish, nothing at all.
On the other hand, it may be that the arch-spinner is performing his most ingenious of voltes-face yet. The new British Library, the other project dogged by civil servants' ineptitude, an incomprehensible exterior and rocketing costs, is now set to become a great architectural success.
The lessons will not have gone unheeded: a) keep your interiors under wraps until the last moment; b) lower expectations so much that the passably pleasant will be heralded as the inspiring; and c) most importantly, get as many people as possible to be as nasty as possible for as long as possible, and the dome will re-invent itself as Underdog. The British public will fall over each other to champion it. You read it here first.