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.
