Chinga tells me she knows Penelope well--they were going to go partners on a franchise in Hull, with Penelope providing the venture capital, and a few of the upper-class candidates from amongst her exclusive circle, while Chinga did the on-the ground start-up management.

Unfortunately, Winston got wind of it and said it would never do. He was adamant. Just thik, he pointed out, what your friends at the mudcat would say? I can't have you associated with some slovenly house of ill-repute in a third-rate town like 'Ull!! Penelope remonstrated, protested, pouted, flounced, wept quietly, and even tried having a tantrum, but he would not be moved. Finally she gave in and agreed to move the whole plan to Knightsbridge, which he thought would be rather jolly... Penelope hasn't told Chinga yet, though. She's not sure if C. would fit in.