Me: Why has Dave got his eyes closed and what’s Susan doing in Dartmouth?
Nell: One thing at a time. You are not well.
Me: But Dave keeps bumping into things.
Nell: David is being over cautious. He had a sudden urge for pickled fish at breakfast this morning and now he thinks Sven Gully is everywhere.
Me: But Gully is at the Beefy Mansion on Dartmoor with Horst.
Nell: Yes, I know. It’s all because David tried some of Alejandro’s ceviche yesterday and enjoyed it.
Me: But ceviche is fish cured in lime juice and pickled herring is pickled in vinegar.
Nell: That’s not the point. Anyway, I’ve told him to wear sunglasses indoors even though I don’t approve of it at all.
Me: I remember when The Cat had its Aubrey Hepburn phase. You were furious.
Nell: It’s affectation.
Me: What about Susan?
Nell: Now, that’s a different story.
Me: Only I thought Malcolm was looking a little grey.
Nell: Yes, he’s off his prawns at the moment.
Me: Why is Susan in Dartmouth?
Nell: Susan and Henry have decided to do A Very Brave Thing.
Me: A Very Brave Thing?
Nell: Yes. They are going to fly up to Dartmoor to join the Beefies.
Me: They can’t do that.
Nell: As the daughter of Stephen Seagull, Susan is an honorary Beefy.
Me: No wonder Malcolm is grey.
Nell: Henry has to get to Horst. They have never been apart for this long.
Me: Susan had better wear sunglasses then.
Nell: Yes, that was my suggestion too. But don’t worry she isn’t going alone.
Me: Don’t tell me Malcolm and Timothy are going too?
Nell: Of course they aren’t. What on earth would a flamingo and a turkey do with a flock of angry seagulls?
Me: Yes. Sorry.
