A spoonful of sugar

She proved to be quite a treasure as a nurse,' reads Fing to Trotter, 'Of course her kennel was in the nursery. She had a genius for knowing when a cough is a thing to have no patience with and when it needs a stocking around your throughout'

Trotters eyes are as round as saucers, I don't like the sound of that!' he says.

Fing closes his book and looks at Trotter over the top of his bi focals.

'I overheard Martha talking with Varne in the kitchen the other day. Apparently this Nana is coming to whip you into shape'

'it'll take more than a St Bernard in a pinny to whip me into shape!', cries Trotter! and with a 'HA HA HA HA!!!' runs up the stairs for his black cape.

Fing smiles his evil malicious smile and wonders how much trouble Trotter will be in by the time Martha gets home.