I wondered why I did it like that. I wondered when I did it like that. Houses raced past the window in a frantic attempt to get to wherever houses go ...hen no one’s looking at them any more. I glanced down and saw I was wearing my basketball warm-up suit. That was handy. I hoped I had my basketball uniform on underneath or I was going to get really embarrassed when I stripped off the warm-ups in the middle of the community center. I glanced across at Dan who was concentrating on driving.“Hi. The forensic team dusted for fingerprints, took photographs andcarefully examined the room. To Inspector Morden it also looked like astraight forward murder/suicide but he left the bodies undisturbed untilthey could be examined by the pathologist.The Coroner, a grizzled Scot named James Camden arrived as InspectorMorden was leaving. "Sorry I can't stop, Jock" he called as he startedhis car, "I've another urgent call. Let me have your report as soon aspossible."Dr Camden confirmed that the. A Butler showed us to the drawing room of an Edwardian house. Her directions had purposely made us leave the perfectly dry interior of my car some two miles away. The fucking road passed less than sixty feet from the main gate. Wouldn't you know it, I thought, Frightened of the sodding neighbours.Paintings that looked old, stared at us from their vantage points on the oak panelled walls. A large fire blazed in a John Adams fireplace and candles lit the room from candelabras set on sconces. I put my stage clothes in one suitcase, which could go on the truck with my equipment. The other bags – one for me, one for Lisa – would travel with us on the tour bus. With all of us, including partners and kids, there wasn’t much spare room on the bus, the less unnecessary luggage we had with us on the bus, the better.On Sunday morning we loaded our equipment into the trucks, they headed up the highway to Newcastle and would start to erect the stage once they arrived. We got to bed early that.