‘And I believe you’re ready to share some of the artists’ names that have already confirmed?’

‘I can.’

Nancy took a step back and lifted her arm in the air then lowered it. ‘And… rolling!’

Brett looked directly into the camera whilst Ella was stood by his side.

‘Today, we are standing outside The Lakehouse, the world-famous restaurant that was renowned in the past for its exclusive dining of the rich and famous.’ Brett took a glance behind him and the camera swung over the restaurant.

‘On Saturday the first of November, Dolores Henderson will be performing one last time, right here, alongside a star-studded line-up of artists, to celebrate her career. And to tell us all about it, and how you can get involved, is events co-ordinator Ella Johnson. Is it true that Dolores wakes you up at the crack of dawn, singing as the sun rises?’

Taken aback by her new job title, Ella beamed. The microphone was poised in front of her as she took a deep breath. ‘It’s very much true, and I can honestly say it’s a lovely way to be woken up in the morning. Dolores is an absolute pleasure to have as my neighbour. And now, for one last time, she will be singing here in a very special event.’ Once Ella started talking, she felt relaxed and didn’t feel nervous at all.

‘Are you able to tell us who Dolores’ special guests will be on the night?’

‘I can.’ Ella knew that Dolores would be watching and she hoped that she’d done her proud.

‘First she will be joined by Blossom Rose, who was Dolores’ best friend and was there at the moment when Dolores was discovered. We will also be joined by Frank Divine, Richie Kirk and Gracie Davies who was a regular alongside Dolores here at The Lakehouse. This is “A Trip Down Memory Lane” that’s not to be missed!’

‘Thank you for joining me today, Ella.’

‘Thank you!’ she replied, looking at the camera for the first time.

‘“A Trip Down Memory Lane with Dolores Henderson” at The Lakehouse. Tickets go on sale this Friday morning – I think you’ll all agree, it’s an evening not to be missed.’ Brett looked directly into the camera. ‘This is Brett McCormick reporting for BBC Scotland at The Lakehouse.’

There were a few seconds of silence, then Nancy shouted. ‘It’s a rap, they’ve cut back to the studio.’

Ella exhaled a breath she hadn’t realised she’d been holding. The interview had actually gone quite well, and she’d enjoyed every second of it, and as soon as she got into her stride the nerves had evaporated. ‘I loved that!’

Callie and Flynn must have been watching the TV in Flynn’s office as they soon joined the group outside. ‘Look at you, events co-ordinator,’ quipped Callie. ‘You were amazing – such a natural on screen.’