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Ailsa McKillop
"You can't go wrong with Delia," Edgar was explaining confidently. "The finely grated zest of half an orange and a soupçon of bicarbonate of soda really bring out the flavour of the ginger. You'll see that Young Allan and I used black colouring to produce gingerbread ravens—just the right size to go with one's afternoon cup of tea." He paused, irritated. "Why are you cluttering the place up with your ironing board, you ridiculous creature?"

Genghis smiled gently. "There wasn't a plate big enough for my gingerbread rattlesnake, Eddie."

Edgar frowned in disapproval. "Cut it into small pieces, then."

"Oh no, Eddie," said Genghis. "I'm going to swallow it whole. Not the ironing board, of course. My biscuit."

To Edgar's horror, he did ...