Me: It’s good to see you smiling again.
Nell: Yes. The swim was delightful. Charlie was right.
Me: Being by the sea always helps to give me perspective. It reminds me I am just a tiny piece of a huge puzzle.
Nell: Here we go. Talking of puzzles, Charlie and The Cat are setting a trap for Malcolm’s admirer.
Me: How exciting.
Nell: It’s Cornish Pasty Week and Malcolm is going to do a recipe signing.
Me: Where? This is Devon, not Cornwall and Malcolm doesn’t like pasties.
Nell: At the cafe with Poppy. The Cat is calling it Macarons with Malcolm and Pasties with Poppy.
Me: It’s not exactly zippy.
Nell: Never mind. Poppy is delighted because she has a new range of pasties she can try out on customers.
Me: Good idea.
Nell: Charlie will engage visitors in conversation and The Cat will take photos. Harriet will make notes and David will watch discreetly.
Me: But Malcolm is shy.
Nell: Susan will be with him. And here is the thing. She will be wearing a sparkling ankle ring.
Me: Hang on a minute. Do seagulls even have ankles? You didn’t tell me they were engaged.
Nell: They aren’t. It’s far too early in their relationship but the secret admirer doesn’t know that. And of course seagulls have ankles. Everyone knows that.
Me: I knew flamingos had knees.
Nell: Charlie thinks the secret admirer will definitely give themselves away and even if they don’t, it will all be tremendous fun. Mutley will play the piano and Gladys will perform a contemporary dance.
Me: Yes. And who can resist a fresh pasty?
Nell: Anyway, stop holding me up. Poppy’s pasty class is starting and we are learning how to crimp.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
