Nell: I feel better now Tony is on board.
Me: Yes. He can keep a lookout when he is doing his rounds.
Nell: It was good to see him.
Me: He is a kind man.
Nell: Yes. Tony is to be trusted.
Me: I like sunny Sundays.
Nell: Yes. I’ve asked Poppy for boiled eggs for breakfast. David overindulged at the barbecue yesterday so a light breakfast is called for.
Me: He was helping me with the clearing up.
Nell: He was stealing sausages.
Me: Poppy’s sword dance worried me.
Nell: It worried everyone, especially when Mutley joined in. Did you notice that young farm dog trying to get Harriet’s attention over the fence?
Me: No.
Nell: When I asked her about him. She giggled.
Me: She is adorable.
Nell: She is too young and I am not having her seeing a farm dog. By the way, I’m sure the Doberman was behind me in the queue at the delicatessen yesterday morning. I had popped in to get Mutley’s Cornish Yarg. He loves that cheese.
Me: Are you sure?
Nell: Yes. It’s his favourite.
Me: I mean are you sure it was the Doberman?
Nell: Yes. It was in the cooked food section but when I looked around it had gone.
Me: I wonder what it was buying.
Nell: What’s that got to do with it?
Me: It might have revealed something about its situation. A large pork pie would imply there were more of them. A small one that it is working alone.
Nell: I worry about you sometimes.
Me: I wonder what it wants, though. Do you think it’s from the Daily Growl?
Nell: Charlie says it isn’t. He says he has put a stop to it and told them to leave me alone. He was ridiculously concerned when I told him about the Doberman.
Me: I wish you wouldn’t contact him.
Nell: It was just a quick message on Woof’s App. Stop fussing. Soldiers, or triangles with your egg?
Me: Soldiers, please. But Nell…
Nell: Enough. I will be fine.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
