Nell: You’re tired today aren’t you.
Me: Yes, I am Nell.
Nell: Got the cares of the world on your shoulders.
Me: I have a bit.
Nell: I know what will help.
Me: Do you?
Nell: My upside down mad dog face.
Me: Yes, that always makes me smile. I love you.
Nell: We love each other.
Me: Best friends.
Nell: We are.
Me: I could cuddle you all day.
Nell: No! There you go again invading my personal space.
Me: Oh dear.
Nell: How many times have I told you. Quit while you’re ahead.
Me: I know. Sorry.
Nell: Want to see my upsidedownmaddogface again?
Me: Yes, please.
Me: I love this photo of you and Poppy.
Me: Loving sisters.
Me: Or the terrible twins.
Nell: What are you talking about?
Me: When you two get together you can be quite noisy you know.
Me: You know what I mean.
Nell: Have you heard the noise you make when you are with your sisters?
Me: We like to laugh.
Nell: Maybe I should call you the Terrible Triplets?
Me: Don’t be silly. We’re not triplets. We are just three sisters.
Nell: My little fluffy twin Poppy might disagree with you there.
Me: Ok. Sorry.
Me: Nell, have you got a moment?
Nell: I’m watching Masterchef USA.
Me: Well, pause it.
Nell: It’s a good bit.
Me: You and your cooking programmes.
Nell: Excuse me?
Me: Yes, I know. I love them too.
Nell: Gordon Ramsay is being nice.
Me: I know. Odd isn’t it. Out of character. Sort of like if you started agreeing with me.
Nell: Never going to happen.
Me: I know.
Nell: Good try though.
Nell: Where did you get that photo?
Me: Gorgeous isn’t it. You were relaxing in our old studios with Emma’s guitar.
Nell: I enjoy music. I find it uplifting.
Me: Yes, I know. Up and Up is one of your favourites.
Nell: I’ve always enjoyed Coldplay.
Me: We love dancing to music don’t we.
Nell: We do.
Me: Shaking our tail feathers.
Nell: I beg your pardon?
Me: Getting our groove on.
Nell: I despair of you sometimes. I really do.
Me: Happy Easter everyone from Nell and I. Nell says enjoy the day and chill.
Nell: I said what?
Me: Well, that’s what you are doing in the garden.
Nell: Have you ever heard me say chill?
Me: No, Nell but you might.
Nell: Chill? Relax is what I say. Repeatedly by the way.
Me: It’s the same thing.
Nell: You getting down with the kids now?
Nell: You just gonna chill?
Me: Stop it.
Nell: I am going to go and relax in the garden.
Me: That’s better.
Nell: Yes, isn’t it.
Me: You seem a little out of sorts today.
Nell: You noticed.
Me: It’s hard not to Nell. You have been sighing heavily for the past hour.
Me: It’s a Bank Holiday weekend. Chris is visiting. Happy times.
Nell: Who is Neil?
Nell: Someone mentioned a handsome Neil.
Nell: You laughed. A lot.
Me: It was just a misunderstanding Nell. I posted a photo of you and someone thought you were Neil. People have got it wrong before.
Nell: I was supposed to be handsome Neil?
Me: Yes. It’s funny really.
Nell: Is it?
Me: At least you were handsome.
Nell: So if I post a photo of you and someone says “Oh look there is handsome Stanley” you would be fine about it.
Me: Well, no I wouldn’t. Stanley doesn’t sound like Sara.
Nell: Stan then.
Me: I’m not Stanley.
Nell: But you are handsome.
Me: Have you got a minute?
Nell: It’s Sunday.
Me: I know but I thought we could have a chat.
Nell: A day of rest.
Me: I realise that Nell but it wouldn’t be for long.
Nell: Everyone is entitled to a day off.
Me: Are you saying that talking to me is work?
Nell: It’s still Sunday.
Me: OK but you are mean.
Nell: Still Sunday.
Me: I was thinking about the meaning of life.
Nell: Oh no.
Me: What are we here for?
Nell: Good grief.
Me: Why are we here?
Nell: Please stop.
Me: Who are we?
Nell: That’s it.
Me: What are you doing?
Nell: Literally or figuratively?
Me: No, really what on earth are you doing?
Nell: I am wearing a tea towel on my head so
I don’t have to listen to you anymore.
Me: That’s mean.
Nell: That’s life, baby.