My mind went whipping round in circles all night, faster than Minnie in her little wheel, while the wind howled and thundered down the chimney of my cottage as if it was on Linny’s diet. Only now she would be able to eat anything she liked, for clearly Tertius would be absolute putty in her hands – and how could my oldest friend do this to me? I mean, life was never going to be the same with an infant in the offing, was it?

Not surprisingly, I couldn’t sleep: if I shut my eyes I saw Tube Man’s delightful dark ones smiling at me, and if I opened them I heard Sergei’s voice saying he was going to publish full and frank memoirs, and I worried just how full and frank, even if he wasn’t naming names.

Certainly Tube Man – I mean Nathan – would have realized by then that I was the ‘T’ of the book, and I’d really have liked to know how much he knew about my private life – which seemed to be becoming less and less private by the day.

But maybe all this was the price I had to pay for fame? And if Sergei’s book was a bit too full and frank, would that be good publicity or bad? And what was Nathan thinking about me now he knew who I was? Did it matter? I mean, he may be gorgeous and haunt my dreams, but if he was going to become my agent that was all he must be allowed to haunt, because it just wasn’t going to work otherwise, was it? Not that I didn’t fancy him even more now I’d actually seen him close up – and he seemed to like me, too … only once he’d remembered all the ghastly things Sergei had probably written about our so great passion he might have changed his mind.

I really needed to see that manuscript!

Well, I tossed and turned all night, and come the morning I made my mind up that I was going to sneak into Sergei’s flat and see if I could get a peek at the manuscript while he was off teaching his prancing pupils, this being his day for his Royal Ballet masterclass.

I had the key … what I couldn’t think of was a good excuse should I be found out. I just had to hope that no one noticed me and I didn’t get caught – and that Nathan didn’t have the only copy of the memoirs.