For some reason Miss James came to mind. In our last year at school she applied for a job at an academy in Paris. She took the morning train to her interview in London and we hardly recognised her. She wore a long dress and a curious cerise hat. I had never seen her wear makeup before and it had not been applied with an experienced hand. She had cultivated an expression to match and when I saw 'Crewenna' I recalled the image of her faltering though the school gates in heels that had defeated her.
She didn't get the job; I won't be buying the bulbs.
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