‘Found the chequebook the night before...And then I phoned up the bank the next morning, because there was no telephone number in the chequebook or in the diary....And they said to get in touch with her, and that she’d get in touch with me,’ he carried on. ‘I got a phone call back about dinner time, before we opened, saying that, “Got her chequebook and diary. And she’d be round to pick ’em up later”...about five, six o’clock, nobody turned up for the chequebook, we’re shutting before evening session. And then I got a phone call, presumably it said from… Chelsea police station, saying that they’d be sending somebody round. “Had she been for the chequebook?” I said no. And then by ten o’clock, I’d got, what? Three police officers there?...Yeah, it was just odd, the way that everybody sort of… it happened, because there were…too many people interested too quick…'