-- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- life was looking pretty good to topsy , he had a job to die for , a blossoming relationship with fred , was obviously in mr. michaels inner sanctum as he knew all about morocco , in fact the only blot on his landscape was something that david had just said they ( david , pierre and himself ) would most likely be dropping in to have a recce in four days time , somehow he didnt think it was anything like dropping in to see aunty maude for a cuppa on the way back from margate .