One of Stacy Aumonier's best-loved short stories, telling the story of a surprising evening with Colin St Clair Chasseloup: "the kind of man who always looked as though he had just had a cold bath, done Swedish drill, and then passed through the hairdresser’s on his way to your presence."

Chasseloup and the narrator are dragged along by their wives to a concert which interests neither of them. Both men make their escape from the concert, and decide to go for a drink, forgetting that it is a Sunday night and the pubs are closed.

A dramatic, hilarious plot twist - and a revelation of the intriguing complexity of Chasseloup’s character - follows when Chasseloup becomes the victim of a bizarre case of mistaken identity.