Me: It was so lovely to go for a countryside walk again, Nell.
Nell: Yes, we all enjoyed it. Most invigorating. Just what we needed.
Me: The winter sunshine was bathing everything in a wonderfully warm light.
Nell: Here we go.
Me: It was. It quite took my breath away.
Nell: I don’t know where you think the warmth came from. It’s freezing. Even the llamas are wearing their woolly hats and fur lined boots today.
Me: I think they look rather sweet, don’t you?
Nell: I have other things on my mind than hatted llamas thank you.
Me: What?
Nell: There’s a problem with Woolly Woof.
Me: Isn’t Alejandro playing that role?
Nell: He’s supposed to be.
Me: So why can’t he?
Nell: You’re not going to believe this.
Me: I just might.
Nell: Alejandro has been moonlighting as a camel with Gladys as one of the Wise Men.
Me: I thought they were kings.
Nell: That’s not the point.
Me: No. Where are they performing?
Nell: In the nativity procession. Socially distanced, of course.
Me: What nativity procession?
Nell: It’s organised by the Whippets Institute every year. They walk through the town and along the quay.
Me: What a lovely idea. I saw Gladys wearing a crown a few days ago but I didn’t think anything of it, to be honest.
Nell: Well, they can’t be in two places at once.
Me: They have to take part, Nell. You can’t have just two camels. Or two kings. It’s not ‘We two kings of Orient are.’
Nell: I know that.
Me: Do you think I could play Woolly Woof? I could wear my all encasing hat.
Nell: You are not going on stage. How many times do I have to tell you?
Me: It was just a suggestion. Sorry.
