Book · Summer · West Side Story

David ate the chair

Nell: David has asked me to pass on his apologies and to thank Kev for taping up the arm of the chair. He is aware that eating it was wrong.

Me: He is very naughty.

Nell: I agree. He also said he would like to be known as Bernardo.

Me: What?

Nell: Yes. Apparently Rupert has asked them to stay in character.

Me: Oh dear.

Nell: If David starts walking around in Cuban heels there will be trouble.

Me: You’re telling me. He certainly doesn’t need the height. Harriet is very sweet as Maria.

Nell: Yes, she and Jim are lovely together. I shall be happy when “Tonight” finally comes though. They have been singing about it enough.

Me: Did you manage to cast the two gangs?

Nell: Yes, the Bichon Frise from Paignton was excellent. I also have a couple of determined Dachshunds from Dartmouth with strong voices.

Me: Good.

Nell: The Miniature Pinscher struggled a little with the dancing but I have some wonderfully energetic Airedales who are throwing themselves into it all.

Me: What about Ron Gilbert?

Nell: Don’t get me started. He’s got a team of Australian cattle dogs as his crew.

Me: Gosh.

Nell: As I said to Rupert: “Those animals are supposed to be roving the Outback not putting up scenery in Torquay.”

Me: They are ever so hard working, Nell.

Nell: They herded my dancing chihuahuas into a packing crate. It took me hours to find them.

Me: Kev loved your poem, by the way.

Nell: Yes, he did.

Me: Are you getting sentimental again?

Nell: Certainly not. I leave that to you.

Me: Yes. Sorry.

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