I boarded my husband's private jet and his secretary was in my seat, feeding him peeled orange. His mother told me to be considerate. I stepped off. Then the crew asked whether I wanted the flight cancelled.

Her name is Marit. She has worked for my family's company for eleven years and she has two children.

I asked her, in the September, over a coffee I arranged badly and she was gracious about, why she came down that cabin that day.

She said: because you were the only person on that aircraft who didn't know whose plane it was.

Then she said it again differently, because I did not answer.

She said: ma'am, the crew have known for two years. We've all known. We just assumed you'd decided not to say.

That is not what she meant the first time and we both knew it.

What she meant is: I have watched that man speak to you on this aircraft for two years, and this morning somebody else did it, and I had a procedure available and I used it.

I let her have the kinder version because she will have to keep flying that route.