Me: Harriet has got her concerned face on.
Me: I wonder what Dave has done now.
Nell: David has done nothing wrong for a pleasant change. He was marvellous several times yesterday.
Me: I hope Harriet hasn’t had a row with Jim.
Nell: No. Harriet and Jim are fine. He was so impressed with Malcolm’s poncho that she is knitting him a winter scarf for when he is out in the fields.
Me: I wonder what’s troubling her then.
Nell: Actually, she is worried about you.
Nell: Now, I know you don’t always live in the real world.
Me: That’s a bit harsh, Nell.
Nell: You get carried away and you forget things.
Me: I do?
Nell: So, I encourage you to write them down on the whiteboard, or the calendar.
Nell: I monitor the whiteboard and Harriet monitors the calendar.
Me: That’s kind of you.
Nell: And that’s why Harriet knows you are going to the dentist this morning.
Me: I am?
Me: I don’t like the dentist.
Nell: We know. Nobody does. Kev has agreed to take you and Poppy will make you a lovely lunch on your return.
Me: I may not be able to eat, Nell, so it had better be soup.
Nell: You will be fine. It’s always the bit before that’s the worst. The apprehension.
Me: Except for dentists.
Nell: Enough doom and gloom. David has prepared an encouraging song and Harriet is offering extra cuddles. You will be fine.
Me: Yes. Sorry.