Please do not Disturb

Me: Harriet just gave me one of her looks.

Nell: Were you taking photos of us asleep again?

Me: I couldn’t resist.

Nell: It’s Sunday. A day of rest. We were up early for Morning Songs and now we want some quiet.

Me: But Knitwear Wolf is here with the Sunday newspapers and he says ‘Robin Woof’ is a huge hit with the critics.

Nell: Well, I’m awake now so you might as well bring them in.

Me: Good.

Nell: Can you get my reading glasses back from David, please?

Me: I didn’t know he was having trouble with his eyes.

Nell: He isn’t. He saw a film with Cary Grant wearing spectacles and Sally said he looked dreamy.

Me: Here they are. Poppy has made shortbread to go with your Earl Grey.

Nell: The photos have come out well. They particularly capture the galloping of the large beasts across the sand with the sea behind them.

Me: And Henry and Horst hanging on for dear life. Or even deer life. See what I did there?

Nell: Good grief.

Me: Dave’s duet with Sally was wonderful and who organised those doves?

Nell: They weren’t doves. They were Beefies painted white.

Me: Really?

Nell: Didn’t you wonder about the shower of prawns?

Me: I thought it was unusual but then Dave casually threw them into the audience.

Nell: He is good at thinking on his paws.

Me: Knitwear Wolf was awfully convincing as a baddie.

Nell: Yes. People were terrified.

Me: When I saw him just now I almost ran away except he was wearing one of his cuddly sweaters and smiling so I knew it was him.

Nell: Of course it was him. It’s called acting. David isn’t really Robin Woof you know.

Me: He is in my eyes. Sorry.

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