I signed for it then took it upstairs to the safe in my room. To set the scene for what I’m about to tell you, I hope you’ll understand that, with all the day’s events, I was not in the best frame of mind to be appearing on a live television show. I thought about pulling out, using delayed jetlag as an excuse, but that might have drawn more headlines, so I decided I wouldn’t disappoint my Singaporean fans. The cricket movie Red Leather was a huge success on the island when it was released, and the DVD has been number one in the charts all this year, so I’m not bragging: there really are quite a few of them. The production assistant who’d booked me in for the show was in the limo when it came to collect me. It was a stretch Honda, with a bar in the back. My enthusiastic escort offered me champagne, enthusiastically, but I declined. The last thing I needed was a loosened tongue, and that seemed to be the idea; get the guest a little pissed, but not too much, and see what happens.
