Late Night and The Bank of Lights
Lederman previously presented a solo show on BBC London 94.9 on weekdays from 10pm-2am until April 2006, a slot subsequently presented by Jumoke Fashola, Big George and JoAnne Good. From 2012 Lederman was back in this slot from 10pm-1am. The programme is mainly a phone-in, but also features celebrity guests and newspaper reviewers. The most interactive part of the programme is the Bank Of Lights. This is an apparently real bank of lights where every listener has a bulb dedicated to them. Each time they switch on the radio, their light would light and then they get a mention. On some weeks Simon offers listeners the chance to change the colour of their light bulb on their part of the bank - so often you here a listener asking: "Can I have a blue bulb on the bank of lights?" for example.
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