Nell: Have you got a theme going on?
Me: What do you mean?
Nell: Sandy faces yesterday and flapping ears today.
Me: I can’t resist the puppies’ happy ears.
Nell: They are going to be two in June you know. Not puppies anymore.
Me: Yes. It’s hard to believe.
Nell: We are seriously considering Morris Dancing, by the way.
Me: I beg your pardon.
Nell: David discussed it with Tony as he used to be a Morris Dancer before he sang sea shanties.
Me: And became a postman.
Nell: One does not rule out the other. Tony is multitalented.
Me: Indeed. Who is going to dance?
Nell: Everyone.
Me: Not Mutley?
Nell: He is prepared to wear bells on his ankles.
Me: But Malcolm is shy.
Nell: Malcolm is surprisingly keen. He is even wondering about us performing at the wedding.
Me: What wedding?
Nell: Malcolm and Susan’s wedding in July. Do keep up.
Me: I didn’t know.
Nell: It says the Flamingo/Seagull Wedding on the calendar. How many flamingos do you know?
Me: Quite a few actually if I am honest and that’s not something I ever thought I would say.
Nell: Not shy ones marrying quiet seagulls.
Me: It doesn’t say that on the calendar.
Nell: Anyway, Count Bingo is hosting the wedding and Poppy is catering.
Me: I can’t wait. Where are my bells?
Nell: You definitely won’t be dancing. I’ve told you many times that you are best observing and writing.
Me: Yes.
Nell: Please tell me David didn’t just walk past in a crown of feathers wearing a large beak and carrying Gladys in my handbag dressed as a yellow chick?
Me: It’s just one of their ideas for the Easter parade.
Nell: I need a cup of Earl Grey and a face flannel.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
