Louise dinged the bell on the counter. The walls were hung with celebrity photographs signed with love and kisses. To her amazement, a hundred stars of stage and screen and radio – Dusty Springfield, Buddy Holly and the Crickets, the Everly Brothers and even Elvis had stayed at The Hertford. It must have been quite a place in its heyday. She peered to see what Elvis had written and confronted a bloated impersonator in a white jumpsuit. The sort of guy you’d find working in a chip shop. Feeling foolish, she realised that she was looking at a gallery of tribute acts.