Standing in the driveway I couldn't decide which way to go, Isolde? Vivienne? Or this stranger? I looked at the sun as it got higher in the sky, I decide just to go into town to my club, the flower shop was close by, so jumping in my car I drove to the club, entered by a locked side door and planted my butt on a chair in the corner, Tom came over with a bottle of scotch and a glass, pouring myself a large one and waited.