Alice wore black and with heels as long as my hands which brought her up to around six five. She is shortly to set off to sail down the French canals with her dog who I will name Golightly (she doesn't). Her adventures will provide quite a bit of entertainment.Last year, she was detained by the port police as soon as she entered France...it was narrowly missing a cross channel ferry that annoyed them. That, and ripping a row of fishing rods out of the hands of French fishermen as she screeched by in her boat. I plead with her to write a book of her sailing adventures. She always says no so I will do it for her.