‘We’re pretty busy,’ the girl on the other end sounded both bored and vague. ‘I’ll ring you if there’s a cancellation.’ ‘You do that,’ said Tatiana crisply, and tried to turn her phone off. It promptly came back to life. Damned thing. She swore her new mobile required more fingers than she had. Time was when people would have bent over backwards to have her in their salon. But these days most people didn’t even recognise her. Tatiana who? To her humiliation The Sun had recently run a Where Are they Now? feature and she hadn’t even been in it. Bron had. There’d been a big piece on him and Freddie and the whole Illusions phenomenon. The article had even mentioned they might be making a comeback. It didn’t seem fair that people still remembered Bron, whereas their eyes would glaze over politely when she introduced herself, shrugging their shoulders and muttering about people being past it when they thought she wasn’t listening. It was galling to think that despite everything she’d achieved, she might have been better known as Bron’s Debbie McGee after all.
