At the end of the programme I spotted my old editor Paul Finch, hovering in the background of an interview with Jim Eyre, giving a passable impression of Harry Wor th trying to grab attention.
No doubt he was trying to live up to his introduction by awards compere Wayne Hemingway as a 'bearded sex god'. He tells me he was waiting to be interviewed, and indeed was. Alas, his thoughts were left on the cutting room floor, though the audience had given a great reception to his summary of the judges' reasons for choosing the bridge as winner.
Perhaps an explanation from a real judge would have distracted from the apercus of the presenter.