Below stairs

I took a wrong turn on the back staircase in our north wing yesterday and somehow ended up in the servant's kitchen. 

Daisy, the maid of all work, was down at the village. I had given Scrollocks, our Insolent Butler, the day off so I had the place to myself.




It all looked like it could do with a good clean. Note to self: I really must review the staffing situation here at Snaar Towers.

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