Christine and I were in the Unseen Prose reading competition at Cheltenham Drama Festival in the mid 1990's. The entrants had finished and the adjudicator was about to announce that  Christine had won with me in second place. At this point , Christine drew rhe steward's attention to someone who was visible through the frosted glass of the door and obviously hesitating to come in. The late entrant was welcomed in , performed,  and won, pushing Christine and me into second and third.

Christine had one of the most beautiful and controlled speaking voices I have ever heard.