Home again

Me: Where is Poppy?

Nell: Outside on the lounger with David listening to Sunday Songs.

Me: Tell me again what happened.

Nell: Well, we arrived at the Imperial Hotel and were taken to our table overlooking the sea.

Me: Yes. Did you order the prawn cocktail?

Nell: Of course. It was delicious. There was a slight altercation on the larger animals’ table after David ate all the contents of the bread basket by mistake but more was provided.

Me: Thank goodness.

Nell: Dinner was delicious and when it came to dessert Malcolm appeared and whispered. ‘Follow the cake.’

Me: With what? A cheeseboard?

Nell: Don’t be silly. Malcom flambéd my dessert and left.

Me: Clever flamingo.

Nell: Yes. Then I noticed a huge cake being wheeled towards the ballroom.

Me: Weren’t you full?

Nell: I’ll ignore that. I managed to say ‘Shall we retire to the lounge for our coffee?’ in a loud, but nonchalant, way, so the larger animals could hear.

Me: Good move.

Nell: As we left the dining room we could hear everyone singing ‘Happy Birthday’.

Me: How exciting.

Nell: And that’s when the madness began.

Me: Surely not.

Nell: Poppy jumped out of the cake with a bandana around her head and a sword between her teeth.

Me: Like a ninja turtle?

Nell: I beg your pardon? Anyway, everyone screamed and Poppy started whirling around stabbing balloons and causing havoc.

Me: That’s what pent up anger can do to you.

Nell: The larger animals joined in and in the ensuing chaos we managed to get Malcolm and Poppy out of the hotel and Knitwear Wolf drove us home.

Me: What about Dave and Harriet, and Gladys and Alejandro, and the larger animals?

Nell: They travelled in the Whippets Institute minibus. Do keep up.

Me: Yes. Sorry.

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