Clarence had been thorough. Fellows was dressed in chauffer's livery when he collected us in the Bentley. Half an hour later we pulled up at Marco Pierre's - the restuarant was empty but for a string quartet playing "our song" (Sweet Home Alabama). The room was full of roses (flown in from Holland) and Orchids flown from Thailand.

The champagne was at a perfect temperature, and the chocolate (brought in from Belgium) was carved into the shape of doves.

The lady Hermione looked stunning as usual and as we ate, passers-by peered in at the window but the Maitre d' kept everyone waiting outside until we left.

Perfect evening.