The slightly badly written job sheet said. “Portrait of James and Armagnac. The restaurant is under new management.”
I dutifully turned up at 10am, on time and smiling as usual. One of the waiters unlocked the front door and I asked for James and Armagnac. Oh, and just how do I pronounce his name? He looked a little perplexed. Waiting for them to arrive I busied myself with setting up my lights for a portrait.
Not until I asked what time Mr Armagnac would arrive did I realise we were talking about the places fine selection of french Brandy.

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