Me: I saw that look you gave Kev. It was your ‘Give me strength’ look.
Nell: You should have put your glasses on from the beginning. You know you can’t read to us without them.
Me: I saw Kev was taking a photo.
Nell: It wasn’t a fashion shoot. Pretending to read, while seeing nothing. Honestly.
Me: The puppies enjoyed it but Poppy fell asleep.
Nell: She’s been up early baking bread and getting the cake in the oven so Malcolm can ice it later.
Me: What cake?
Nell: It’s book release day. There has to be cake.
Me: How wonderful. And scones, too?
Nell: There are always scones. The Whippets Institute are bringing the sandwiches. Crusts off, of course.
Me: But they can’t come in.
Nell: No. It was going to be a picnic but the weather is dreadful so the larger beasts have offered them the barn.
Me: How are they getting here? They aren’t allowed to use their minibus, are they?
Nell: No. The nimbler ones run and the other whippets cycle. The Welsh corgi choir are doing the same.
Me: Corgis riding on bicycles? Isn’t that a bit dangerous?
Nell: How do you think they all got here for Mutley’s memorial on Sunday?
Me: I hope nobody was hurt.
Nell: There were a few tumbles. Fortunately the roads are still fairly quiet and corgis bounce.
Me: I’m not sure they do, Nell.
Nell: I’m so glad that Mutley and Charlie will live on in the book.
Me: So am I. I hope they arrive soon.
Nell: Covid 19 is causing chaos everywhere but they are definitely on their way.
Me: Everyone has been so patient.
Nell: It is what it is. Let’s just celebrate the fact that the book is finally officially released.
Me: Yes. Sorry.