Chapters (42)
- Cover
- Half-title Page
- Dedication
- Also by Celia Imrie
- Title Page
- Part One
- One
- Two
- Three
- Four
- Part Two
- Five
- Six
- Seven
- Eight
- Nine
- Part Three
- Ten
- Eleven
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Part Four
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Part Five
- Twenty-one
- Twenty-two
- Twenty-three
- Twenty-four
- Twenty-five
- Twenty-six
- Part Six
- Twenty-seven
- Postscript
- Acknowledgements
- Also available by Celia Imrie
- Nice Work (If You Can Get It)
A tear filled Theresa’s eye as she replied, ‘How about we do all this signing stuff, and then head off somewhere lovely for lunch?’
Sally thrust out a hand to shake.
‘Deal!’
Postscript
Postscript
Marcel was found guilty of assault and attempted rape (of Theresa) and of actual bodily harm (to Roger Muffett). At his trial it came out that not only had he taken Theresa’s photo album, he had also ‘borrowed’ her keys from their peg in the cellar cupboard. Once inside her flat, he had fiddled with the answering machine, setting up a remote code by which he could listen to and even erase her incoming messages. His cell phone was found to be filled with images of Theresa, including a few of her standing in the dark at her own back door, wearing a nightie. When he knew Theresa was expecting to hear from her missing granddaughter, Marcel had lured her to Nice to sit alone in a café so that he could watch her for a whole afternoon. He is serving a seven-year prison sentence.
After her mini-scandal died down, Sally’s daughter, Marianne, went back to London. She will never forgive Cynthia Muffett for showing her husband the article in the British tabloid in which her huge financial gaffe was exposed. But the City has a short memory, and Marianne has just landed another prestigious job in Canary Wharf. On the office wall she has a photo of her mother standing beside Marina Martel taken outside the Grand Hotel Astor, Monte Carlo.
Odile de la Warr opened her Italian trattoria on the seafront at Bellevue-sur-Mer. It bore the name, in letters of green, white and red, Il Gatto e la Volpe. The locals have not decided whether Odile is the Cat or the Fox. Quite possibly she is both. All summer the terraces echo with Italian-speaking tourists. The customer numbers have been swelled hugely by the locals and visitors, plus the occasional outpouring from a passing cruise ship. The menu has recently been altered to reflect the reality of the clientele and now includes Hamburger Italienne with fries.
Cyril and his wife continue to live happily in Bellevue-sur-Mer. They both still enjoy making gifts of slightly illegal chocolate brownies to friends who appear un peu stressé.