Nell: Could you keep the noise down, please? It’s Sunday morning and David and I are having a lie in.
Me: Our friends have to go back to Oxfordshire, Nell.
Nell: Can someone make me a cup of Earl Grey then?
Me: Poppy is cooking a full English breakfast.
Nell: Toast will be fine, thank you. Although I suppose I could manage a slice of bacon, if pushed, and a poached egg. David will have a sausage.
Me: How do you feel about goose?
Nell: At this time of the morning? What on earth are you talking about?
Me: Poppy was saying that some people are going back to goose for Christmas dinner.
Nell: I don’t know about some people but I’m going back to bed.
Me: Gosh, you are a bit grumpy.
Nell: You and your friends were playing Trivial Pursuit until gone midnight.
Me: I know. It wasn’t meant to go on for that long but the teams were so close.
Nell: I am aware.
Me: It was boys against girls.
Nell: With respect I don’t think any of you could be called boys, or girls, but I know what you mean. I hope you ladies won.
Me: Nearly. They defeated us at the last minute.
Nell: Did I see Kev dancing?
Me: They all danced.
Nell: If you had included Harriet, Poppy, Gladys and myself this would never have happened. Victory would have been ours.
Me: You are probably right but then they would have had Mutley and Malcolm.
Nell: And David and The Cat. Please don’t forget The Cat.
Me: You have a point there. Sorry.
