Me: What’s wrong with Dave?
Nell: He wanted to help the men lay the carpet and they said not right now as he was getting in the way.
Me: He is easily crushed.
Nell: They all think he is adorable and said he can share their lunch again, He is just over reacting as usual. Of course they can’t let him use a stanley knife. I don’t know what he was thinking. Anyway, Harriet is comforting him and he always bounces back.
Me: Poppy got me a cappuccino from Starbarks. It was actually quite nice.
Nell: She wanted me to go with her. I declined. She said it was awfully busy and there is definitely more than one Doberman involved. They were all wearing long aprons and being very efficient.
Me: Maybe it’s a family business.
Nell: Probably. They rarely work alone. Richard Price thinks we should give them the benefit of the doubt.
Me: He is probably right.
Nell: Apparently a Doberman approached him at the pub about joining our beach committee. Well, that’s not happening.
Me: You might be surprised.
Nell: Dobermans have a dark side. Charlie has warned me.
Me: Oh Nell. You have got to let him go.
Nell: I’m popping into Barks and Spencer later. Do you need anything?
Me: You are changing the subject.
Nell: Poppy is hosting a World Cup opening party this evening and has given me a long list. Mutley will be singing Nessun Dorma, of course.
Nell: Harriet has asked if that young farm dog can join us. I’m not sure. He has awfully floppy hair. It needs cutting.
Me: He seems very smitten with her.
Nell: She could do so much better. Ed agrees.
Me: Who is Ed?
Nell: Everyone knows Ed. One doesn’t like to say ginger nowadays but the red headed boy who likes to sing.
Me: Ed Sheeran?
Nell: Yes, that’s the one. He’s a big fan of Harriet’s. He wanted to come this evening but I told him Mutley has the singing covered and maybe another time.
Me: You turned him down?
Nell: Don’t fuss. He was fine about it. I promised to send photos. I’ve invited Richard Price, by the way.
Me: Good. Richard Price wouldn’t break your heart.
Nell: Richard Price is just a friend. Stop interfering.
Me: Yes. Sorry.