Me: It was lovely to see Tony again. It feels like ages since he was here last.
Nell: Yes. He put his back out so he was on bed rest. David knows not to jump up.
Me: They are the best of friends. I love seeing them together.
Nell: Did you see the postcard from France?
Me: No.
Nell: Malcolm and Susan are having a wonderful time. It’s a little too hot for their liking, but they are enjoying the food.
Me: I bet they are.
Nell: Malcolm is exceptionally fond of snails apparently. He has the beak for them.
Me: Rather him than me. When are they coming home?
Nell: Poppy is collecting them on Friday. Alejandro and Gladys wanted to join her but we’re not sure about visas. We don’t want Alejandro ending up in a French jail.
Me: He probably wouldn’t fit in the helicopter anyway. It’s not built for alpacas.
Nell: Of course he would. It’s a Chinook. David travels in it regularly.
Me: How did Poppy get access to such a large helicopter?
Nell: Best not to ask. Let’s just say she has friends in high places.
Me: She would if she’s flying helicopters.
Nell: Very funny. Have you completed your list?
Me: Yes, there are over 200 characters. Can you believe it?
Nell: Of course I can. I’m one of them.
Me: You’re the main one, to be honest.
Nell: It’s kind of you to say so, but we all have our part to play.
Me: Even Dominic Simmons?
Nell: Don’t remind me of that wretched creature with his pale eyes and sneaky ways.
Me: He’s a Siamese cat, Nell. And what about Marwood?
Nell: You can’t mention Marwood.
Me: Why?
Nell: He’s in the book. Nobody knows him yet.
Me: Of course. Sorry.
