Soggy Boots

It's the morning, so it must be time for a row. Charley?

As the days in the House roll on, there are one or two events clocks could be set by. Ziggy doing press-ups, Nicky running around the garden... Or, the most common occurrence of all - Charley having a row with someone.

This time, her expensive, fluffy boots had gotten a soaking and Seny was in the firing line.

"Did you, or do you know anyone, who put water in my boots?" Charley asked him, "because it's not on."

Seny decided to come clean. "I put a cup in yesterday as a joke," he admitted guiltily, "but there was no water in it."

"They were drenched!" barked Charley. "So it was you! I had to dry them last night. I was fuming."

"I didn't put water in," Seny protested, "that wasn't me. I would never have done that."

No, course not.

"Someone has done it," fumed Charley "and I don't see the funny joke in it at all. I find it evil."