Once upon a time there was an elderly but lively lady called Bella Belchaud. Bella Belchaud sometimes yearned to act in the real theatre again. "Ah, my dears, " she would sigh to her parrots, "if only I could walk to the real stage once more!". "How about a cup of tea, my sugarplum?" said Polly.

"I should be very glad indeed if you can play the role of the nurse, Madame Belchaud," said. the producer. But what happend then!