“Well
then,” I said, “If we're back to hanging around waiting, I'm
going to pop the kettle on.”
“Good
idea,” Mary said, “Let's have a nice pot of tea.”
“Actually
Mary,” I replied, “I'm going to have a coffee, it's way past my
bedtime, I need something to help me stay awake.”
“Do
me one too then,” she said, “Make it with milk.”
“Cappuccino
for da lady,” I said in a very poor Italian accent, and winked.
“Oak?”
“A
glass of water would be well received.”
Despite
all the confusing events of those last few hours, I really was
feeling rather jolly.”
“The
cats are on our side, boom tish,” I found myself singing as I
entered the kitchen. “The cats are on our side, tish boom.”
