We met 25 years ago when I was living in North London, sharing a flat with friends of Plaxy's. I remember thinking she was very attractive, but we were both in relationships. I know that Plaxy thought I was cute but very thin, with little spindly legs hanging out of my trousers. She teases me that my English was so bad all I could say was: 'My name is Giorgio, would you like a drink?' I was also wearing a yellow Snoopy jumper, which she didn't approve of. We met again a couple of years later in Fred's, a seedy place in Soho that has since closed down, and we started going out straight away.