TWENTY-SIX
MI5 COCKNEY SPARROW, LADY BLANCHE
Della looked at Aedd, who looked back at Della and, despite the enormous height difference, Aedd went where he was sent, Table Top Mountain, out of harm’s way, though whose harm was debatable. Aedd remained prepared at a moment’s notice with his cue and acuity in geography, but alas in little else.
‘There’s a good ginger-knob, stay there unless I need you, but now I mention it, a cup of monkey Rosy-lea wouldn’t 'arf go down a treat,’ and Della beckoned ginger-knob from the Horn of Africa to her with a crooked finger. Aedd obliged, and duly presented his fluffy ginger cheek as suggested by Della. She pecked him and blew a raspberry and sent him on his way. ‘Two sugars in my mine please.’
Blushing, Aedd shuffled away, glancing back, ‘Tea every
