Me: I wasn’t expecting him to be called Amanda.
Nell: Yes, it’s an unusual name for a Police Constable.
Me: It’s an unusual name for a male panda.
Nell: Is it, though? Amanda might be a very popular name amongst male pandas, for all we know.
Me: I suppose so, but Constable Amanda Panda? It’s not exactly intimidating, is it?
Nell: This is Devon, not Miami Spice.
Me: Vice.
Nell: Bless you.
Me: I see what you did there.
Nell: Anyway, that’s not the point. Don’t you want to know why he was here?
Me: It was the barking, wasn’t it? Is Harriet going to jail?
Nell: No, somebody reported Knitwear Wolf, Princess and Our Penguin.
Me: Why?
Nell: An illegal gathering of three and an unnecessary journey to the sea.
Me: But it wasn’t an unnecessary journey. Knitwear Wolf needs to deliver the papers and the other two need a daily swim.
Nell: Don’t worry, it’s all sorted.
Me: Even the illegal gathering?
Nell: When I explained they were all from one household, Amanda was happy to let it go. Also, pandas simply adore scones, and Poppy had just made some.
Me: But Knitwear Wolf doesn’t live here.
Nell: He does now. To be honest it makes it easier for everyone. Mutley is over the moon and Joyce can’t stop smiling.
Me: You seem quite happy about it, too.
Nell: Rupert is a comfort to have around. He is a loyal friend and a support to us all.
Me: I’m not sure Myfanwy is going to be very happy about this.
Nell: We think Myfanwy may have reported them in the first place, so I’m afraid she has herself to blame. You eat what you grow.
Me: Don’t you mean reap what you sow?
Nell: No.
Me: Ok. Sorry.
