Me: I’m glad we went down to the sea yesterday because it’s ever so stormy today.
Nell: Yes. It was most invigorating.
Me: How you can just run into the sea is beyond me. It’s absolutely freezing.
Nell: If one is chasing a ball then the ball has to be retrieved. We are Labrador Retrievers you know.
Me: It was so lovely to see Dave running free and Harriet was hardly ever out of the water.
Nell: The puppies are Devon dogs. Have you seen my iBone anywhere?
Me: I think it’s in your handbag.
Nell: Would you mind getting it for me? I need to Book a Beefy?
Me: You can’t be serious.
Nell: What do you mean?
Me: I thought you said you needed to Book a Beefy?
Nell: I do. My friend Pamela the Pyrenean Mountain Dog is feeling a little under the weather so I thought I would send her some cake.
Me: Cake?
Nell: Yes. Poppy made another Victoria sponge. Why do you keep repeating everything I say?
Me: You can’t Book a Beefy, Nell. They’re Baddies.
Nell: I can do what I like. The Beefies provide a fast and efficient service, according to their advertising, and Pamela needs cake.
Me: I’m shocked.
Nell: Now, all I need to do is download the Book a Beefy App. Harriet showed me how to do it.
Me: Harriet?
Nell: Yes. She needed to see if the beach was busy so she Booked a Beefy to film it.
Me: I can’t believe it.
Nell: There it’s done. Would you mind asking Poppy to pop a piece of cake in a Tupperware for me? And be quick about it. Terry will be here soon.
Me: Who is Terry?
Nell: My designated delivery Beefy. Do keep up.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
