Clive Myrie has replaced his hero as Britain’s most prominent black broadcast journalist. He tells Ian Burrell what motivates him. Bolton, the early Seventies. A Jamaican mother is doing her work as a seamstress, her husband is home from the factory where he makes car batteries, and their young son sits in front of the television watching a bulletin from ITN, transfixed. On the screen, a Trinidadian reporter newly recruited from the BBC World Service, is speaking to camera.