Me: We had a lovely cuddle at the Kingsbridge Show yesterday didn’t we?
Nell: Yes. Sometimes when one has been gazing at farm machinery for hours one just needs a quick cuddle.
Me: I couldn’t help noticing someone’s eaten your new lead.
Nell: It was by mistake. Let’s not dwell on it.
Me: I must say I wasn’t expecting the camels. I knew there would be sheep but not camels.
Nell: Alejandro told me his cousins were performing.
Me: They were awfully polite with beautifully brushed hair. The last camel I rode on in Morocco wasn’t like that at all.
Nell: That was in the 1960’s. Times have changed. The CIA has seen to that.
Me: What on earth has the CIA got to do with camels?
Nell: It’s in the name. Camels International Agency. They fight for the rights of camels all over the world. Do keep up.
Me: I didn’t know.
Nell: You’ll be telling me you haven’t heard of the FBI next.
Me: Of course I have.
Nell: Gull was suggesting Malcolm should join but he wasn’t sure he qualified and there’s a question mark over Timothy too.
Me: Why would a flamingo and a turkey want to join the FBI? And why would a seagull even suggest it?
Nell: All valid questions but Gull says that nowadays Flying Birds International is willing to open its doors to birds who only fly a little.
Me: Words fail me.
Nell: They’d better not.
Me: I’m so glad we gave Gull a chance.
Nell: Yes. I had my reservations at first but Gull’s won me over. It seems it’s possible to have a good Beefy.
Me: The only white sheep in the family.
Nell: Why are you bringing sheep into it?
Me: It was just a saying. Sorry.
