Me: The trip to London seems to have been a success.
Nell: Yes, apparently The Cat is now David’s new best friend.
Me: So what did they all do yesterday?
Nell: Mutley spent the day in the East End. There is some sort of crisis.
Me: Is that why the bulldogs are here?
Nell: Reggie and Ronnie? Yes. He says that the boys just fancied a holiday in Devon but I’m not convinced.
Me: They are perfectly polite.
Nell: Harriet thinks they are sweet. They call her Miss Harriet.
Me: That is rather sweet. So what about Dave?
Nell: David and The Cat had lunch near Hyde Bark.
Me: Are you sure?
Nell: Yes. A hotel on Bark Lane. Keep up.
Nell: David ordered mussels and tried to eat the shells until the waiter stopped him. He and The Cat seem to think that was hilarious.
Me: I’m glad he is alright.
Nell: He reeks of garlic. Poppy said the flight home was excruciating.
Me: Oh dear.
Nell: After lunch they popped over to Harvey Tickles to do some shopping. One of my favourite places.
Me: I love the scarf they bought me.
Nell: Yes. Mine is a little sparkly but the thought counts.
Me: Did they enjoy Chicago?
Nell: They did. David shouldn’t have joined the cast on stage though.
Me: Probably not.
Nell: He took a bow. He wasn’t even performing.
Nell: Anyway, The Cat has invited us all to dinner. It wants us to meet someone.
Me: How intriguing.
Nell: His name is Dominic Simmons and he is a Siamese.
Me: Is he here on holiday then? He must be used to hot weather.
Nell: No. He is a Siamese cat and lives here. Honestly. Siam doesn’t even exist anymore. We are not in the King and I.
Me: Oh yes. Sorry.