I took a friend with me to Norman Foster’s architecture firm’s 40th birthday party in the British Museum. We got a Private View of the terracotta army. We queued to shake hands with the man himself, rather like meeting Santa, but for grown-ups. When we got to him we realised we had no idea what to say, so I took his hand and said, “Congratulations. It’s a wonderful achievement.” Norman nodded his head and said a heartfelt thank you, then his face slowly melted into this ‘who the hell is this guy?’ look. I like engineering situations like this TOO MUCH!
Question: what gift do you get the architecture firm that has everything?