Me: Do you know what I love?
Nell: Us?
Me: Yes, and the fact that you always wait for me when we walk back from the beach.
Nell: You can be a little slow.
Me: I’m often taking photos.
Nell: So you need someone to gently chivvy you along.
Me: I do, and so do you nowadays.
Nell: I like to sniff the air.
Me: You like to mooch.
Nell: If you ask me, the world would be a better place if we all mooched a bit more and hurried a little less.
Me: True.
Nell: Anyway, have you heard what happened in David’s queue?
Me: No
Nell: Poppy came out of the kitchen with a frying pan and whacked the Beefies off the antelopes’ backs.
Me: She never did.
Nell: She did.
Me: What did they do?
Nell: Screamed and flew off.
Me: Do you think they’ll be back?
Nell: Why do you think we are all wearing armour?
Me: Henry and Horst often do.
Nell: Theirs is a dangerous world.
Me: Does Knitwear Wolf know about the latest developments? Wasn’t he going to try mediating with Stephen Seagull?
Nell: He’s not best pleased to be honest.
Me: He wouldn’t be.
Nell: He is still going to try and talk to Stephen on the island later.
Me: I think that ship might have sailed.
Nell: Don’t be ridiculous. He’s not sailing there. He’s riding down on his motorbike and paddle boarding over.
Me: Never mind.
Nell: Anyway, after we carried out an extensive audience survey and the overwhelming majority recommended Whacking the Beefies his paws were tied.
Me: I hope not. Isn’t he helping Tony’s wife Sue in the Craft Marquee at the Kingsbridge Show?
Nell: Yes, but it’s all online. You never listen, do you?
Me: No. Sorry.
