He’d suggested we should meet at a country house hotel on the outskirts of Bristol and as I drove through Henbury I was wondering how to introduce the subject I wanted to talk to him about. There seemed no immediately obvious way so I decided to leave it to chance and see how the conversation went.It was a very pleasant place and Fred was obviously an old and valued customer because we were welcomed with enthusiasm and given the best table – by the window overlooking well-kept parkland that even at this time of the year looked very pleasant.‘Shall I order for us both?’ Fred asked. ‘I’ve worked my way through the menus here many times and I think I know which are the chef’s special dishes.’‘That will be lovely,’ I said.When the waiter, who’d been hovering solicitously as we took our seats, had taken the order Fred continued, ‘So sorry Estelle couldn’t be here today, but she’s in Antibes opening up the apartment.’ He smiled at my questioning look. ‘I really can’t face an English winter any more and I certainly can’t face an English Christmas and New Year these days.’ ‘What about Charlie?’ I asked.
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