Everyone was squeezed into a massive circular arena. Some were on theatre seats; a few sat in open-top cars.

The announcer thanked PMF’s beer company for sponsoring the whole event, pointing out that it was curious that PMF was not drinking himself this evening.

I turned round to face Mr and Mrs G seated in their open-top sports car just behind us. ‘That’s your former business partner’s grandson’ I mouthed to them.