Me: My goodness, Harriet certainly loves the sea. The way she just ran into it despite the cold.
Nell: Yes, Harriet is a real Devon girl.
Me: There were so many surfers out yesterday riding the waves.
Nell: Here we go.
Me: Feeling the rush of excitement as a wave carried them along and the salty sensation of the sparkling sea.
Nell: Salty sensation? That sounds more like a packet of crisps.
Me: It does a bit, doesn’t it? I think I got carried away.
Nell: Nothing new there.
Me: Did you enjoy the workshop?
Nell: Very much. Especially as I noticed another dog on a bed.
Me: Yes, that was lovely to see.
Nell: I’m afraid David and Harriet were a little noisy at the beginning.
Me: What were they doing there, Nell? I thought we agreed it would only be you?
Nell: They assured me they could keep quiet but then Next Door’s Dogs ruined it all.
Me: By playing in their own garden?
Nell: Exactly. Dreadful behaviour.
Me: They’re allowed to be in their own garden, Nell.
Nell: But we can see them.
Me: So what?
Nell: It’s unacceptable. Ask any dog.
Me: I don’t know why you can’t just get on. They are new to the area. Be friendly.
Nell: So, have you organised something for Kev for Valentine’s Day?
Me: You are changing the subject.
Nell: Terry says he’s been inundated with deliveries this year.
Me: Did he get a new hat like Tony suggested?
Nell: Yes. It covers his ears nicely, although he can’t hear much when he’s wearing it.
Me: Maybe I should have been wearing my hat at the Zoom meeting. It would have drowned out the barking.
Nell: Just learn to press the mute button like everyone else.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
