Our new home was a bright first floor flat on Princes Street. The enormous sitting room, as well as the smaller dining room next to it, offered superb views of Edinburgh Castle. I couldn’t wait to host a dinner party here. Our only disappointment was that a local by-law forbade the use of ‘Princes Street’ as part of our new address. This privilege was only granted to businesses on the payment of a substantial fee.

We now needed to make arrangements for most of our belongings from our old flat to be moved to the new one. We would leave enough furniture and artwork in place so that the rooms looked attractive in the photos for the sales brochure.

TPR didn’t trust me to take charge of ‘dressing’ the old flat. This was largely because of my recent drunken behaviour. My mysterious acquisition of three big wads of used £20 and £50 notes did not make up for losing both my handbag and iPhone in a single night.