Me: Look at my darling Big Brave Beautiful Boy playing Cheeky Animal in the yellow chair. Bless him.
Nell: David isn’t playing anything. He is starving. That is the face of an animal in distress.
Me: He doesn’t look in distress to me.
Nell: Well, he is. Sunday means bacon sandwiches and Poppy has only just started cooking.
Me: She probably forgot to change the clock. They’ve gone forward, you know.
Nell: Gone forward? Yes, of course. Everyone knows that.
Me: You forgot too, didn’t you? You looked at your iBone and you thought it was later than it was.
Nell: I did not. I don’t need a clock to tell me the time. I have an internal clock.
Me: If you did you wouldn’t be moaning about breakfast being late.
Nell: I’m not moaning. I’m simply telling you that David is starving.
Me: It always takes a few days to adjust, so Dave will still be on old time. If you ask me you are just trying to get an early breakfast.
Nell: But it isn’t early. The Welsh corgi choir will be arriving soon for Sunday Songs and then where will we be?
Me: You can always eat your sandwich outside.
Nell: I cannot. You know I like mine on a nice plate with a cup of Earl Grey.
Me: Or in a lovely mug with Conversations with Nell on it.
Nell: What are you talking about?
Me: We are going to be offering them soon in the shop. It’s very exciting.
Nell: Yes, it is.
Me: Everyone seems happy about it.
Nell: I’ll be happy when I’ve had my breakfast.
Me: What about joining Dave and I in a quick game of Cheeky Animal?
Nell: I’m going to pretend you didn’t just suggest that.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
