We all need hugs

Me: I’m not sure Dave likes his hat, Nell.

Nell: He says it’s too floppy. Just ignore him. He never sulks for long.

Me: My poor Big Brave Beautiful Boy.

Nell: Less of the poor, please. I know for a fact that David had two bacon sandwiches with the larger animals before his second breakfast and an early morning bagel from Babycakes Gillespie’s cart.

Me: What is Babycakes doing out with his cart in this horrible weather?

Nell: Needs must. Since he gave up the gangster life, money has been tight.

Me: I’m sorry about that. I know how it feels.

Nell: I think a lot of people do. This Christmas is not going to be an easy one.

Me: So actually all Dave was doing was supporting Babycakes?

Nell: You could see it like that I suppose. He paid him with bacon and hugs.

Me: Sounds perfect to me.

Nell: Yes. Hugs seem to be very high up on most people’s lists this year.

Me: And Dave’s hugs are the best.

Nell: You would know.

Me: You don’t do physical hugs, Nell. Your hugs are verbal ones full of warmth, wisdom and wit.

Nell: Thank you.

Me: Although the warmth bit isn’t always there, if I’m honest.

Nell: Excuse me?

Me: You can be a bit sharp occasionally.

Nell: Only for your own good. I always have your best interests at heart.

Me: Yes. We all rely on you to keep us going.

Nell: Well, I’m relying on you to help me with the pugs in blankets.

Me: Are we wrapping sausages in bacon?

Nell: Certainly not. Knitwear Wolf is donating blankets to the poor and needy.

Me: They can’t all be pugs.

Nell: No, but the family we found sheltering in The Barn are.

Me: I see. Sorry.

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