Me: Poppy is doing the Monday thing again.
Nell: She doesn’t like them. You know that.
Me: Nobody does, but we can’t all just stay in bed.
Nell: Malcolm says he’s happy to do the early shift on a Monday.
Me: That’s good.
Nell: Toast and marmalade is fine for everyone with boiled eggs for those needing a little more sustenance.
Me: Do you mean Dave and Alejandro?
Nell: Well, they are growing boys.
Me: Harriet was sick last night.
Nell: Yes. I’m keeping an eye on her. She has a delicate stomach so chicken and rice for her today.
Me: I like a nice paella.
Nell: What are you talking about? Harriet is not eating paella.
Me: I know. When I hear chicken and rice I think of paella.
Nell: Paella has lots of seafood and seasoning. Completely unsuitable for Harriet. Some add chorizo but I can’t say I’m a fan.
Me: Kev loves it.
Nell: Each to their own. Gladys will do anything for an Enchilada.
Me: Mutley feels the same way about Cornish pasties.
Nell: That Beefy is back with a bandana and a placard, by the way.
Me: Gosh.
Nell: It says: ‘No labels.’
Me: Is it referring to its bandana? Only Gladys said it has to say GOOD on the label to be real.
Nell: No. It’s saying not all Beefies are bad.
Me: I have to agree. Look at Susan. She’s a lovely seagull.
Nell: Susan was brought up by Humphrey the Heron far away from the evil machinations of Stephen Seagull and his gang.
Me: I say Nell. Machinations on a Monday. Good for you.
Nell: Yes, I was rather pleased with that myself.
Me: I think the Beefy deserves to be heard.
Nell: Not until after breakfast it doesn’t.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
