Help cleaning? Normally, yes, yes she would, she'd be right in there with them. But the cold snap (please let it be a snap, please) has her bad ankle throwing a right temper tantrum, and Kate knows she can only push it so far.

Her- fiance, husband, Benedict - will fuss. And so will others.

But that doesn't mean that Kate doesn't make a busybody of herself, so she's turned up this day with a basket. (She limped on the way over. It's one of those cold days. And snow squeaked.)

"Mr Gracchus!" she calls out, then waves when he looks down from the roof. "You missed lunch, so I brought it over for you."