Me: What’s wrong, Nell? Dave looks very upset.
Nell: Charlie had a chat with David and if Sally is expecting puppies they are definitely not David’s.
Me: Oh my poor Big Brave Beautiful Boy.
Nell: Yes, and there’s more. Can you be trusted to keep this to yourself?
Me: Not really, but tell me anyway.
Nell: You know the evil Black Claw are trying to turn animals bad?
Me: Yes.
Nell: Handsome says their leader Hunter is in our area.
Me: Crikey.
Nell: Fortunately Handsome has a plan. Gary is on his way now to help him and he’s bringing his cheeses.
Me: I’m not sure now is the time to be eating, Nell, although Dave probably wouldn’t say no to a slice of cheddar.
Nell: It’s not about cheddar. It’s all about Cornish Yarg.
Me: Gosh.
Nell: Handsome has it on good authority that Hunter is partial to Cornish Yarg.
Me: Is that why the sporran wearing Beefy bought some?
Nell: Exactly. The Beefies are working for The Black Claw.
Me: The villains.
Nell: So we are going to have a picnic on the beach.
Me: In this weather?
Nell: Yes. Knitwear Wolf has thick woollen sweaters and hats for anyone needing them. Attendance is compulsory.
Me: Why?
Nell: We need to see who goes for the Cornish Yarg.
Me: But I like Cornish Yarg.
Nell: We know it isn’t you. Do keep up. Handsome thinks Hunter may show his hand when he sees the cheese.
Me: Gosh.
Nell: Now, I can’t sit here talking to you when I have invitations to write. We need to make sure everyone knows about the picnic.
Me: Yes.
Nell: Remember, tell nobody.
Me: I thought we were inviting everyone.
Nell: Good grief. Tell them where but not why.
Me: I see. Sorry.
