Me: Well, that was a game and a half.
Nell: No, it wasn’t.
Me: You know exactly what I mean. We played well.
Nell: Fortunately you weren’t playing but yes, England did play quite well, and I am glad Gareth took my advice.
Me: Dave watched the whole match with us and only stole one bowl of crisps.
Nell: Yes, he can focus when he wants to. Especially on crisps. I can’t believe you fell for that one.
Me: Do you think it’s better to win, or lose? In life I mean?
Nell: It’s Monday morning. Do stop.
Me: We learn so much from losing though, don’t we?
Nell: If I don’t have my morning tea, I’ll be losing my temper. By the way, some people never learn.
Me: Have you noticed John seems to be spending an awful lot of time in the kitchen?
Nell: He runs Starbarks so he and Poppy have a great deal in common. They are thinking of selling her scones.
Me: Poppy had a twinkle in her eye when I mentioned him.
Nell: It’s just hay fever.
Me: Since he did his stand up routine at the party John has shown another side of himself. Nobody expects Dobermans to be funny.
Nell: Would you please stop matchmaking.
Me: Just saying. Poppy doesn’t share her scones with anyone.
Nell: Now, you’ve probably got the house to yourself today. Kev is working on his shed. Harriet and I are lunching out. David has gone surfing and Mutley is playing golf so he won’t be back until later.
Me: What about Poppy?
Nell: It’s her cheese day so she will be at the dairy.
Me: Oh, I might just go down to the sea for a little think.
Nell: Good grief. Come to lunch then, but get changed please. Some of us have standards. Where is my hat? I’ll need it in this weather. Did David just leave, carrying a surfboard and wearing my sunglasses?
Me: Yes. Sorry.