Knights in Shining Armour

Nell: What on earth is going on out there? It’s Sunday. A day of rest and contemplation.

Me: The puppies are playing Tug of War with Kev’s sock and I don’t think he’s going to be wearing it again anytime soon.

Nell: Is David being patient?

Me: Not really. Harriet is surprisingly strong for her size.

Nell: She learnt from the best.

Me: I’ve never seen you play.

Nell: Thank you for the compliment but I was referring to Poppy.

Me: Oh, I see. Dave is dragging her along but she’s not giving up.

Nell: Good girl.

Me: Wait. Walter Pigeon has got involved.

Nell: Don’t be ridiculous. Walter doesn’t have a chance.

Me: No. He’s flying over and Dave’s dropped the ball.

Nell: I thought it was a sock.

Me: Figure of speech. Harriet is the victor.

Nell: You see. Perseverance pays in the end.

Me: Especially if your opponent decides to play Cowardy Custard with a pigeon instead. Do you think Harriet and Walter were working together?

Nell: Anything is possible. Walter has a soft spot for Harriet.

Me: I never thought of Walter as a knight in shining armour.

Nell: Here we go.

Me: Perhaps he has always loved Harriet from afar.

Nell: Good grief.

Me: And seeing her predicament he decided to swoop in and save the day.

Nell: Talking of days, yesterday was very moving, wasn’t it?

Me: It was. I thought the Duke of Edinburgh’s funeral was truly lovely. So quiet and dignified.

Nell: Yes.

Me: I didn’t like to see The Queen so alone.

Nell: Nobody did. But these are the times we are living in.

Me: The Duke of Edinburgh was always by her side.

Nell: He still is. Love like that never dies. He is her Guardian now.

Me: Yes. Sorry.

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