Manuel joins the team

Nell: All I can say is two pairs of socks, a hat and a scarf.

Me: I told you it was chilly outside this morning. It is November you know.

Nell: No. That’s what Manuel knitted while he was listening to the Evening Story.

Me: Gosh. He’s wasted as a waiter.

Nell: Knitwear Wolf and The Cat agree. They want him on their team.

Me: What team? Football? He would be ever so good in goal.

Nell: I’m not talking about sport, although you should see the way he plays table tennis. Timothy didn’t have a chance.

Me: I didn’t know Timothy played. Shouldn’t he be on retreat? This isn’t a safe time for turkeys.

Nell: Nobody is getting near Timothy. Don’t you worry.

Me: Good.

Nell: Now, where was I?

Me: Talking about teams.

Nell: Oh yes. Manuel is going to join the knitting team.

Me: That’s an excellent idea.

Nell: There have been so many orders in the lead up to Christmas that the timing couldn’t be better.

Me: I hope people buy our book as a Christmas present.

Nell: I’m sure they will. It’s the perfect present. An antidote to all the gloom in the world at the moment.

Me: Thank you. That’s what I am hoping.

Nell: And they aren’t just any old Conversations, you know. They’re with me.

Me: You’re right.

Nell: We just have to ask everyone to spread the word.

Me: Yes. I’m sure they will.

Nell: Did you hear that?

Me: No. What?

Nell: A Beefy just yodelled.

Me: Surely not.

Nell: It’s doing it again. Well, that’s the limit.

Me: I love yodelling. It reminds me of The Alps.

Nell: This is Devon, not the ‘Sound of Music’. The cows will be wearing bells next.

Me: I’d rather like that. Sorry.

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