Me: Has The Growl on Sunday arrived yet?
Nell: Yes. I’m reading it now. Rupert delivered the papers first thing this morning.
Me: How exciting.
Nell: David is certainly ridiculously pleased to see his column. Have you seen the way he’s behaving?
Me: No. Why? What’s he doing?
Nell: Demanding Extra Cuddles.
Me: He does love a good cuddle.
Nell: Playing Cheeky Animals.
Me: Bless him.
Nell: Sitting in the yellow chair.
Me: Darling Big Brave Beautiful Boy. So affectionate.
Nell: He doesn’t need to throw himself at Kev like that.
Me: Kev’s fine. He and Jamie are so glad to see the first edition go out.
Nell: I’m interviewing Jamie for the next edition.
Me: Yes, I know you are. Dave worked awfully hard. He deserves a cuddle.
Nell: We all worked hard. I interviewed Sunny.
Me: I know you did.
Nell: Poppy submitted a recipe.
Me: Yes, and I told a joke.
Nell: Don’t remind me.
Me: How are Gladys and the llamas after yesterday’s Beefy attack, by the way?
Nell: They are out there now doing some kind of May dance with the Welsh corgi choir.
Me: I’m glad it hasn’t dampened their enthusiasm.
Nell: It will take more than a screeching Beefy to stop a llama from performing. Sharp beak or not.
Me: Talking about performing. Wasn’t Poppy magnificent?
Nell: She really is extraordinarily brave and a wonderful swordsdog.
Me: I’m not sure she meant to cut the Maypole in half though.
Nell: It certainly sent the Beefies flying.
Me: It was awfully kind of Alejandro to step in and pretend to be a Maypole.
Nell: Any excuse to wear his Aztec crown.
Me: I wish I had an Aztec crown.
Nell: Just go and put the kettle on while I finish reading.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
