This is not a film set

Me: Harriet is such a beauty. Did you hear Jim the Farm Dog serenading her this morning from the roof?

Nell: Yes, thank you. We all did.

Me: Everyone is enjoying the scaffolding now that the roofers won’t be coming until next Tuesday.

Nell: I don’t believe it. Why next Tuesday?

Me: Apparently, it’s going to rain for the next few days so everything will get wet if they start taking the roof off. As it’s a Bank holiday on Monday they are coming on Tuesday.

Nell: Stuff and nonsense. I shall be having a strong word with them.

Me: Dave wondered if he might use the scaffolding for an impromptu performance of West Side Story.

Nell: I have told David repeatedly that this is a building site not a film set. He is not supposed to be on that platform.

Me: But it’s like a stage. He was wearing his hard hat.

Nell: If I have to listen to Gladys and those dancing chihuahuas sing “America” again I shall scream.

Me: It’s the perfect setting. Just like those New York fire escapes.

Nell: This is a barn conversion in Devon. It’s nothing like New York.

Me: Even Susan and her sweet natured seagull friends were singing. They are going to be her bridesmaids you know.

Nell: Yes. The Cat is designing their cloaks and bonnets. Malcolm still hasn’t decided on his best man, by the way.

Me: I think Dave is in with a chance even though he isn’t a flamingo.

Nell: As long as he doesn’t feel the need to wear pink feathers again. That costume was ridiculous.

Me: It was for the Mardi Gras.

Nell: It was for Kingsbridge carnival. Stop exaggerating.

Me: Oh yes. Sorry.

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