The four weeks of planning, which I have had to go through properly and which are not a flattering document.
I have the folder on my laptop. It is called Thornedge, which tells you something, because I name client folders like that.
The second of December: I rang the charter company. There is a note in my own handwriting
about approach angles, because I asked whether we could come in over the road rather than the back field, and the reason I asked is that the road side is visible from the front windows of that house.
I asked a pilot to route a helicopter so that a woman in a kitchen would see us coming.
The sixth: I rang Dalia and had her find out, through somebody who knows somebody, whether Weston was engaged, and to whom, and whether she would be there.
The ninth: I had the four coats made rather than bought, because what I could find in a shop was not red enough.
