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Surfing

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.

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