We drove all the way to Manchester with CM’s dog P trapped underneath the car.

TPR was so busy on arrival setting up business deals (in his suit) that he completely forgot about the dog for a further 24 hours. I reported this to JC, who was appalled (as was her husband GC and their Asian lodger/driver).

It was SL who eventually rescued the poor pooch. Our first priority was to find a tin of dog food and a can opener so that we could feed her.