"It's almost dinner, start packing up your toys,"called mother.
Then James hurried down the stairs
in a rush to do something. He was a joyful, funny, and also a bit cheeky chap. However smartly he dressed, he was still seemed to be scruffy. He was very kind though. He was also very helpful.
"How can I help you? James asked.
"Let me think ."thought mother,"you can set the table."
"Fine, but where is the cutlery?" asked James. This was clearly a joke, James was 10 and he had lived in this house for the whole of his life.