Me: So this is where you all are. I’ve been looking for you everywhere.
Nell: Be quiet. Kev is telling us a story.
Me: But Poppy is the only one listening. She seems completely enthralled.
Nell: Poppy loves a Saturday story. She likes to do things with her whole self. She doesn’t do multitasking like the puppies and I.
Me: Multitasking? You aren’t listening. You are looking out of the window.
Nell: You don’t have to stare at someone to be listening, you know.
Me: I suppose not.
Nell: Otherwise where would radio stations, or podcasts, or audio books be?
Me: You might have a point there.
Nell: Or that wretched know-it-all Alexa.
Me: I don’t know why you don’t like her.
Nell: I don’t trust her. Eavesdropper. Joining in conversations.
Me: Only when she’s asked.
Nell: She just loves the sound of her own name, if you ask me.
Me: Anyway, why can’t you show some interest in what Kev is saying? He is doing all the actions and waving his arms.
Nell: Kev always waves his arms. Even when he’s going through the shopping list. That’s just the way he is.
Me: True.
Nell: I’m listening while keeping a close eye on the front window.
Me: But the puppies are looking the other way to you.
Nell: Of course they are. They are monitoring the side windows.
Me: What are you all waiting for?
Nell: Snow.
Me: Snow?
Nell: The VET Office has issued a yellow weather warning.
Me: You mean the MET Office.
Nell: I do not. It’s Emily the Vet, not Met.
Me: It’s only a yellow warning, Nell. Not red, or even amber. It just means ‘Be aware’.
Nell: Which is exactly what we are all doing. Do keep up.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
