Waiting in Anticipation

Me: What are those three doing?

Nell: Waiting in Anticipation.

Me: Of what?

Nell: Lots of things.

Me: Bacon?

Nell: Always.

Me: Tony?

Nell: Tony’s arrival is much anticipated.

Me: Because it’s Friday?

Nell: No. Because it’s nearly Sunday.

Me: Has Tony joined the Welsh corgi choir?

Nell: I beg your pardon?

Me: Is he going to be singing at Sunday Songs?

Nell: Tony sings sea shanties and that’s not allowed at the moment.

Me: You can sing them at home.

Nell: I meant in groups. Together.

Me: I’m confused.

Nell: Nothing new there. What’s happening on Sunday?

Me: Roast dinner?

Nell: Apart from food.

Me: Tell me.

Nell: It’s Valentine’s Day.

Me: So, they’re waiting for cards?

Nell: Yes, and any other suitable gifts.

Me: Like flowers?

Nell: Exactly.

Me: Or fish?

Nell: Hopefully not.

Me; I wouldn’t mind some fresh sea bass.

Nell: Book a Beefy and Terry will bring you some.

Me: It might not be Terry. In fact I bet Romeo is one of the busiest seagulls with a name like that.

Nell: Possibly.

Me: I hope they aren’t all disappointed.

Nell: Why would they be?

Me: Sometimes things don’t turn out quite as anticipated.

Nell: I can assure you that David is not going to be disappointed at all.

Me: How do you know?

Nell: Because Sally is his Valentine and she is on her way here right now.

Me: Do the others know?

Nell: Of course they do. Why do you think they are Waiting in Anticipation?

Me: I would love to see David’s face when she walks in.

Nell: Well, join us at the window then. Quietly though. No giving it away by squealing or telling David he’s a very lucky Big Brave Beautiful Boy. I know what you’re like.

Me: Yes. Sorry.

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