Me: The puppies always enjoy a visit from Tony.
Nell: Yes, but you know he won’t be here today. It’s VE Day and a bank holiday.
Me: Yes, I know. 75 years since the end of the war. People had so many celebrations planned for today.
Nell: There is nothing to be done. It is what it is and celebrations can still be had at home.
Me: Yes. You’re right.
Nell: You realise we are living through historical times now, don’t you?
Me: I suppose we are. I can’t wait to celebrate this pandemic being over.
Nell: I’m afraid that is quite a long time away but we will get through it. Together.
Me: Yes, we will.
Nell: Now, Poppy is absolutely adamant that she isn’t feeling even vaguely Welsh.
Me: I think she is more Australian.
Nell: What are you talking about?
Me: I was chatting to my friend Walt in Australia this morning and he says Poppy is a frustrated cattle dog.
Nell: I know what he means. I could see her herding cattle. Have you heard about the llamas?
Me: No. What’s happened?
Nell: Constable Amanda Panda popped in for his daily scone earlier and told me all about it. You may find this rather shocking.
Me: Have they lost their pyjamas?
Nell: Yes and they’re wearing Welsh hats and bedgowns.
Me: Now, that is surprising.
Nell: And singing in Welsh, too.
Me: Not ‘Cwm Rhondda’?
Nell: How did you know?
Me: I’m half Welsh. I was singing it the other day.
Nell: You should have told me. Any sign of Welshness needs reporting.
Me: It’s ‘Bread of Heaven’, Nell. We all know it. The Welsh corgi choir sing it all the time.
Nell: You mean ‘Bread of Devon’. Get the name right, please.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
