Me: What are you all doing up here in Kev’s studio?
Nell: Trying to get some rest.
Me: But it’s 4th July and Zsa Zsa The Paw has arrived. She’s wearing her tiara.
Nell: Again? This is starting to feel like Groundhog Day.
Me: Malcolm is preparing a special brunch with pancakes and bacon.
Nell: I haven’t got over yesterday’s tea yet.
Me: Wasn’t it fun?
Nell: Is ‘Diamonds are a Girl’s Best Friend’ really the right song for afternoon tea? I don’t think so.
Me: I haven’t seen Knitwear Wolf laugh that much since Myfanwy left.
Nell: I noticed.
Me: He doesn’t even mind being called ‘Darlink Voolfy.’
Nell: Well, I mind being called ‘Nelly.’ My name is Nell, or Eleanor Martin.
Me: Zsa Zsa is just being friendly.
Nell: Look at David. He can’t even get out of bed. Can I hear the Welsh corgi choir?
Me: Yes, they’ve all turned up in their dear little velvet hats. Apparently the traffic was awful.
Nell: They’ve only come from down the road.
Me: I know but all the tourists are arriving in their caravans and they’re blocking the roads.
Nell: Well, I’m staying up here. I’ll have my pancakes on a tray please, with a pot of Earl Grey and a few slices of bacon on the side.
Me: But what about Gladys and the cheerleaders? You don’t want to miss them.
Nell: Cheerleaders? Good grief. Don’t tell me the Welsh corgi choir are going to be twirling batons?
Me: Of course not. The Whippets Institute have been training for days. I never knew whippets could do cartwheels.
Nell: The world has gone mad.
Me: I won’t argue with that.
Nell: We’ll be trending on YouChewed before the day is over. Mark my paws.
Me: We already are. Sorry.