Back from London

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.

Me: Oh.

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.

Me: Awkward.

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.

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