Delia Duck does not do mornings. Not a word until coffee number two – and even then, proceed with caution. As a part-time library assistant, her weekends are spent enforcing silence (someone has to do it!). Her tousled tuft only adds to the effect: frazzled, indignant, and perpetually unimpressed. But catch her on a biscuit break, and she might just warm up. She’s partial to shortbread. (And Pondsnaps. Especially those.) Just don’t ruffle her feathers. Or worse… leave crumbs on the pages.

Delia Duck does not do mornings. Not a word until coffee number two – and even then, proceed with caution. As a part-time library assistant, her weekends are spent enforcing silence (someone has to do it!). Her tousled tuft only adds to the effect: frazzled, indignant, and perpetually unimpressed. But catch her on a biscuit break, and she might just warm up. She’s partial to shortbread. (And Pondsnaps. Especially those.) Just don’t ruffle her feathers. Or worse… leave crumbs on the pages.