Such was my haste to accept the invitation to work again with JB and his team that I didn’t have time to dress properly for the mission. I hoped that nobody would notice that I was wearing my purple fleece pyjamas.

As JB took us through the next set of instructions he thanked us for our previous efforts, making special mention of my brother’s contribution. This time we would be working in the woods. At one point he almost revealed how the MI6 recruitment and selection processes force candidates to make a decision over whether or not to commit a crime to secure the job. Only those who do so get through to the next stage.

I realised at the break that my affection for JB was becoming a little too obvious to the others so I left the tea room early, pushed past the mass of Japanese tourists lined up in the corridor queuing for a plane, and went shopping for an Easter egg in Woolworths as a surprise for TPR.