Me: I’m very lucky to have this view when I’m writing. I love it so much.
Nell: I know you do.
Me: I think we’re going to have some sunshine today.
Nell: Yes. Harriet is sitting meekly outside on her lounger.
Me: Is she making her sweet little innocent face?
Nell: Yes.
Me: What did she do?
Nell: Barked repeatedly until everyone got up.
Me: Oh dear.
Nell: Poppy is extremely grumpy. We had burnt toast and the boiled eggs were hard, not dippy.
Me: Gosh. Dave must have been disappointed.
Nell: He perked up after he heard Babycakes Gillespie had gone to get his bagel cart and some Starbarks coffees.
Me: Is that wise?
Nell: After the breakfast we’ve just had, it is essential. A Labrador cannot be expected to get through the day on burnt toast alone.
Me: True. Babycakes seems happier.
Nell: Yes, he and John the Doberman are getting along well, now that Poppy has made her choice.
Me: Has Manuel recovered from yesterday’s excitement on the beach?
Nell: He loved it. He keeps saying ‘Mr David. When we go chase Beefies again?’
Me: By the way, Kev says the surprise is finished.
Nell: What surprise?
Me: The one we’re giving everyone on 6th December.
Nell: That’s supposed to be a secret.
Me: I know but I can’t bear it any longer. I need to share it.
Nell: You are supposed to wait. We haven’t put in all these hours of work to have you just blurt it out.
Me: No. I’ve decided I’m going to tell everyone this Sunday what is happening next Sunday. We need something to look forward to more than ever this year, Nell.
Nell: I know. Ok, we’ll tell them this Sunday. You just can’t wait, can you?
Me: No. Sorry.
