Me: Has Poppy calmed down after yesterday?
Nell: Yes, but she is having a touch of the Mondays, so I am watching over her.
Me: The Mondays?
Nell: Yes, we all have them now and again. Beginning of the week, lots to do, slight disgruntlement. You know the feeling.
Me: Yes, I do. Is Malcolm forgiven?
Nell: Yes. He’s promised not to let Knitwear Wolf near the kitchen again.
Me: I’m sure Rupert meant well. He is a really friendly wolf.
Nell: Yes. He appears to regret yesterday’s mishap. He brought Poppy a flower with the papers this morning.
Me: Yes, a knitted poppy. So thoughtful. I wonder who is doing the knitting, though?
Nell: I have no idea. The Welsh corgis are denying any involvement but Myfanwy has a sly look about her.
Me: I saw Henry the woodlouse just now and he looks twice the size.
Nell: That will be his brother Horst then. They look very similar. Although David says Horst can be a little standoffish.
Me: Oh dear.
Nell: Now, Kev’s 60th Birthday celebrations are continuing today so what time are our visitors expected?
Me: About 4:30.
Nell: Cream tea time. Poppy’s made some fresh scones and Gladys can pick up the clotted cream after her class.
Me: Class?
Nell: She and Alejandro are booked in for a dance class at 2pm.
Me: Ballroom?
Nell: Yes. Alejandro needs to work on his Foxtrot.
Me: You’d think the trotting part would be easy for him with his hooves.
Nell: What are you talking about?
Me: But there is nothing foxy about an alpaca, is there?
Nell: It’s got nothing to do with foxes. Go and check on the jam situation. David ate a jar by mistake and it might have been the last.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
