which I dismissed at the time as sisters being sisters.
She said: “Right. Well. Write down the date you decided that, because you’ll want to know it later.”
I thought she was being dramatic.
I wrote it on the back of an envelope that night out of pure irritation — 17/7/23, told W no — and put it in the drawer with the resignation letter, and forgot about it for two years.
Hollis Quayle has that envelope now. It is in a bundle, with a page number, as evidence of
