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“Mr. Dickens, can you spare a copper? Me Mum would love some tea and scones, ti’s holiday time Mr. Dickens. It would just be a loan.”

“Be off you ruffian, boy in rags  who lives with rats and steals fags to smoke behind your Mum’s bent back. Be off…or I switch your arse.”

“Just a copper for me Mum, our Noel will be bleak, we live in a garret because nothing is cheap.”

“Have you read Bleak House? Give her this book. It will put your Mum to sleep. I have no favor with British Black Sheep.”

“Marley’s Ghost, sir, surely you remember him? Just a single copper, Mr. Dickens, for me Mum.”

“Who said writers were rich? Be off beggar boy! Get some clean clothes pretend you are a toff.”

“Cruel you are , sir! Cruel as Mr. Scrooge. Let me get me crutches to beat on your shiny shoes.”

“That’s the spirit my boy! A copper you shall have, Tell your Mum good health and for you a red cap.”

“God bless you, Mr. Dickens, from me Mum too. I knew you weren’t really that mean Mr. Scrooge.”

“No me lad.” Sly snicker aside. “I not be he. I just love polished shoes. They are dear to me.”