Me: It was so good to see Dave and Tony back together. They’ve been apart for far too long.
Nell: It was exactly what David needed after a visit from those horrible Beefies. Wretched birds.
Me: Tell me what happened again.
Nell: When the antelopes got to the head of the queue the Beefies marched into David’s consulting room.
Me: What, all of them?
Nell: Yes. There were six I believe.
Me: How scary.
Nell: David said “What can I do for you chaps?’
Me: Chaps?
Nell: He was a little nervous.
Me: Understandable.
Nell: Then the biggest Beefy jumped on his table and said ‘No, my friend. What can we do for you?’
Me: Dave’s not their friend.
Nell: That’s not the point. The Beefies want protection money. Apparently David’s business is at risk if he doesn’t pay up.
Me: But he’s being paid in bacon.
Nell: They’ll take anything as long as it’s weekly.
Me: What’s he going to do?
Nell: They left with a bacon sandwich.
Me: Gosh. Yesterday was quite a day with our visit to the beach, too.
Nell: Shall we discuss your behaviour?
Me: What do you mean?
Nell: Did Kev ask you not to walk through that puddle?
Me: Yes.
Nell: Did you listen?
Me: No.
Nell: Did the water come up to your waist in the middle?
Me: Yes.
Nell: As Tony pointed out when we told him, it was ‘The Vicar of Dibley’ and the giant puddle all over again.
Me: I wasn’t completely submerged, Nell, and the water was lovely and warm.
Nell: The state of you when we were walking back to the car.
Me: I didn’t care. It was so lovely to be by the sea again.
Nell: I think you mean in the sea.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
