I heard a lovely story from Christelle at our most recent general meeting. I happened to be wearing a black and white dress.

And it seems that so did she. Hers was a polka dotted summer dress with a big ruffle around the bottom of the skirt. She was about to be married at the time to her beloved George who had just got a job at a semi-professional repertory theatre company. To help out his fiance, George asked the director of this theatre company if he might audition Christelle for the new season's company. The director declined his offer - albeit kindly- saying he had people enough.

Cut to a few weeks later. En route home from their honeymoon, George and Christelle Steele were strolling along Oxford Street in London in the sunshine. Christelle was decked out in her pretty black and white dress lapping up the sun, happy as you like.

They got home to a telephone message for George from this theatre director. 'Could he give him a call?' So he did. And this chap says "I saw you walking along Oxford Street a few days ago. I was going past on a bus. And you were with a really pretty girl in a black and white dress and I wondered if I might audition her for our new season?"

Christelle got the part. And attributes her success to this day to the black and white dress.