Me: I wonder what made you so wise, Nell.
Nell: I prefer to call it common sense.
Me: Whatever it is, we need more of it, if you ask me. Except people don’t. They usually ask you. Why is that do you think?
Nell: I can’t imagine.
Me: Someone applied to be your PA.
Nell: I know.
Me: I would be ever so good at that, you know.
Nell: Would you?
Me: Yes. I could make tea and stuff.
Nell: You could.
Me: And other things too.
Nell: You don’t know what a PA does, do you?
Me: Not really.
Nell: Harriet got the job.
Me: Oh.
Nell: She is bright and sensible.
Me: Yes.
Nell: She will be perfect.
Me: Yes, you are right.
Nell: You are my best friend, though.
Me: I am?
Nell: Of course you are. Where would I be without you? Now, we need Earl Grey and shortbread as we’ve got a lot to discuss.
Me: Yes.
Nell: David has applied to be my Press Secretary.
Me: Well, he’s ever so friendly and awfully keen.
Nell: It’s a dreadful idea. Don’t be so silly.
Me: Yes, sorry.
