Ruth is aware of a distracting presence at her left elbow, a sort of rustling, hopping motion. After a few moments, she takes pity on it. ‘This is Phil Trent, Head of Archaeology at North Norfolk.’ ‘Phil!’ Aimiee-Louise extends a hand and flashes a brilliant smile. ‘Great to meet you. I’m just organising an interview with Ruth here. You must be very proud of her.’ ‘Oh, tremendously,’ says Phil. ‘Of course it’s a team effort really.’
