Aggy- Book 1

Caine? Peter Scott. Carlton and I want to see the Admiral, unofficially, next couple of days if you could find a time? Can't do it? Let me think."

Scotty turned to Carlton and got inspiration,

"When does she go to Gym? Ask her if she will have an informal chat with Carlton who will just happen to be getting fit again."

"Admiral" started Carlton as he passed a towel "Scotty coached me what to say." Carlton took a deep breath, looked upwards, closed his eyes and began,

"Commodore McCock has written a paper which appeared in the Journal. On the "Death of the Battleship"; co-authored with Earl Gold Roper. The Commodore is working on plans to modify his Riders into nest carriers. Aubrey Wamirant has them already in service. My Lady, Scotty says it will only take six weeks to get it together."

"Your Majesty,"

"Andrew". Elizabeth indicated the side table which had been prepared for an afternoon tea.

They took their places and the Queen decanted the beverage into delicate porcelain cups decorated by the personal arms of the House of Winsor. Both enjoyed the first taste of the delicate flavours of the brew; Andrew sniffed appreciatively the aroma. The cups were returned to saucers and placed gently on the table top. They relaxed back into the surprisingly comfortable delicate chairs.

"I wonder how much of my Kingdom's affairs are conducted by pillow talk," began the Queen, "particularly when my First Lord of the Admiralty, incidentally married to my only Admiral of the Fleet, asks for an informal audience about a possible operation of war. Those are matters which are handled by my Admiralty. So I suspect it is convoluted and nobody wants to make a decision. That is not like my Admiralty. So?"

Andrew had a small smile on his face,