After being instructed as to the location of the kitchen, Mr Harry Cooper found it with relative ease. This was helped by the wonderful smell of stew emanating from the doorway to his far right. He teased the door open and waited to take in the aroma and scan the room for activity. He wasn’t disappointed. Maids were scurrying around and of course a Cook. On top of that, a man was helping himself to the stew and chatting to a rather voluptuous young lady. Probably a Governess, he taught. As he stepped into the kitchen, one maid in particular caught Cooper’s eye, as she seemed to be organising the others and looked like someone who would be more than willing to assist him in his quest. He decided that in order to navigate this situation successfully he would probably speak to her in order to achieve his goal of a full bowl of steaming stew. It did not take long to walk over to the maid’s side. He coughed lightly, in order to get her attention, and in an attempt to make her feel at ease he smiled and remarked “You seem to be organising things well here. Tell me what does a man have to do to get a bowl of that delicious stew and for you to smile?”<br/><br/>