Rainy Thursday

Me: The good thing about Tony is he always arrives with a smile even in rainy weather.

Nell: Yes. Optimism is an admirable trait.

Me: Harriet was ever so excited to see him.

Nell: She is expecting a letter.

Me: Who from?

Nell: Rhubarb.

Me: The beautiful Bernese Mountain Dog from Toronto who rather likes Dave and is best friends with Little Marvin?

Nell: The very one. Little Marvin has been unwell.

Me: What’s wrong with him?

Nell: He has a fever and a runny nose.

Me: Poor little puppy.

Nell: Yes. He is on antibiotics. It has been a worrying time for Chris and Shannon.

Me: Yes. Keep us posted.

Nell: Anyway, it’s good to see Harriet and Rhu are friends. I think Rhu is still carrying a perch for David.

Me: Don’t you mean carrying a torch?

Nell: Certainly not. We are talking about unrequited love here. What would David want with a torch when he could eat a tasty fish?

Me: Personally I would prefer mackerel, or sea bass. Perch aren’t that tasty.

Nell: That’s not the point.

Me: Talking of mackerel, Gull brought us some freshly caught fish so Poppy is making a pate. She says it’s nice and soft for Kev.

Nell: He’s off to the dentist again today, isn’t he?

Me: Yes. We are leaving soon.

Nell: Any chance of a nice steak later?

Me: No, Nell, we are having fish.

Nell: I’ve told you before A Dog Cannot Live on Fish Alone.

Me: We are all supporting Kev.

Nell: All I can say is thank goodness for the hog roast baps at Widecombe Fair.

Me: Not something you hear every day but I know what you mean.

Nell: If David doesn’t get a bacon sandwich soon he will fade away.

Me: Yes. Sorry.

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