Me: I’m not sure what Charlie’s going to say about this photo.
Nell: I was simply on the beach waiting for Kev to get his tea.
Me: Next to the Doggy Dating area?
Nell: Please notice the fact that my lead is tied to the bench.
Me: Yes, I was only teasing.
Nell: Well, don’t. That’s exactly how rumours start and you did enough damage with the feather fiasco.
Me: Yes. You’re right. Although I noticed quite a few dogs trying to get your attention.
Nell: My heart belongs to darling Charlie.
Me: Of course but there is no harm in making new friends. Charlie wants you to get out more.
Nell: Why are you all dressed up?
Me: I’m going to Wednesday Writers. It will be lovely to see everyone again.
Nell: Is it at The Cottage Hotel?
Me: Yes.
Nell: I’ve stayed there you know.
Me: Yes, I know. Without me.
Nell: It’s in the book.
Me: Yes.
Nell: It was an extremely eventful stay.
Me: Don’t give it away.
Nell: I’m just saying. I’m surprised you haven’t asked me to join you.
Me: You never join me, Nell. It’s just for writers.
Nell: Exactly. Anyway everyone has a story within them. It’s in our DNA.
Me: Yes, it is.
Nell: Now the last time you went to Wednesday Writers it was a rather difficult day.
Me: Yes.
Nell: But nothing is going to happen to Kev this time.
Me: No.
Nell: We will all be watching him like hounds.
Me: You mean hawks.
Nell: I do not. We are dogs.
Me: Apart from The Cat and Malcolm and Timothy and Alejandro not forgetting Knitwear Wolf and Henry and Horst and Susan of course.
Nell: Go to your workshop clever clogs. Kev will be fine.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
