When he finds himself in times of trouble, the Good Lord ain’t got no truck with that blaady Mother Mary type wailing away in his ear’ole. If he wants words of wisdom, he just sends the SugSignal into the Harlow night, and waits for his crack team of superhero interrogators to kapow the smiles from the faces of his candidates.
And who's on this team? Blammo! Claude Littner, AKA Uncle Irritated, ruthless recruiter. Biff! Alan Watts, AKA Dr Teethy, litigation lawyer and character scourer. Spang! Bordan Tkachuk, AKA The Sour Elf, Lord Sugar?s tech guy and lead nitpicker. And kerboombamdzof! Back for one night only, rustling like the ancient papyri she is now permanently immersed in as if she were a hamster bedding down for the winter, it's Mount Margaret Mountford Ford herself.
It's The Interview Squad! And they will DESTROY YOU!