
The Tea Lady Chronicles
The Squeak that Roared Squeak squeak, click, squeak squeak. The tea-lady’s trolley with its squeaky left wheel manoeuvred around the plush offices of Heavenly Plastics. Whilst its arrival, twice per day, created excitement, its departure did not. Once the tea and biscuits were delivered, the squeaks became irritating. Especially after filling with empty rattling cups….