Me: Can I have a quick word?
Nell: We are all trying to sleep. You know we were up late celebrating the final of Strictly.
Me: I know but Chris arrives from Canada tomorrow and I am over excited.
Nell: We are aware. We’ve been warming his bed.
Me: Actually I’m not surprised you are tired after all that dancing. Poppy and Malcolm’s Pasa Doble was impressive.
Nell: Yes. I know a sword isn’t usually waved, but it worked.
Me: Malcolm seemed a little nervous.
Nell: Yes. I never knew a flamingo could jump that high.
Me: Dave and The Cat performed an excellent Samba.
Nell: Yes. The Cat is thinking of using those garish colours for the ugly sisters. David is very skilled at wearing a bowl of fruit on his head.
Me: I didn’t expect Gladys to jump out.
Nell: It was a show dance. No rules. I think the short hair suits her.
Me: No sign of Dog Marley?
Nell: Jim sent Harriet a red rose and an ultimatum.
Me: Gosh.
Nell: The note said: “It’s me, or Marley.”
Me: So she binned her beanie?
Nell: That’s not the way I would have phrased it. But yes, she returned to the safe paws of young Jim. Their waltz was charming.
Me: My favourite performance, though, was you and Mutley doing the American Smooth.
Nell: Thank you. I like to think we still have it.
Me: So, can we start getting Chris’s room ready then?
Nell: You are supposed to be resting. We will deal with everything.
Me: I feel a bit teary to be honest.
Nell: You haven’t seen your son for nearly a year. It’s quite understandable.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
