the bomb dump no longer existed , and there were hectic signs of activity down at the marina , although one thing that i hadnt expected to see was the very large hole beside my temporary quarters , and as we taxied in i was half expecting a long line of angry managers , but all that was waiting for me at the bottom of the steps was a small line of edwardian servants , and when i was finally reunited with my favourite armchair the only person to enter my domain was hyacinth .