Kev has an operation

Nell: I can’t believe you didn’t tell us.

Me: We didn’t want you to worry.

Nell: Kev has to go into hospital for an operation and you don’t tell us.

Me: It was a minor operation and he didn’t have to stay overnight.

Nell: The first we knew was seeing Kev going out of the door with a case and you with a huge bag of everything.

Me: I knew I would have to wait there all day and they might have had to keep him in so I took what I could.

Nell: What about us?

Me: Tony and Sue and Charlotte and Scarlett were on standby in case it took longer.

Nell: I can’t begin to tell you the worry we have been through.

Me: It wasn’t a bag of laughs at the hospital either.

Nell; Leaving me with a house full of butter.

Me: Yes, that was unfortunate. I didn’t know it was going to happen.

Nell: I have to say Knitwear Wolf was amazing. So calm and dependable.

Me: I had to tell someone.

Nell: You mean Rupert knew?

Me: Yes. I knew he’d look after you.

Nell: I see. He certainly got the house sorted. When the Whippets Institute minibus turned up I was so relieved.

Me: The Whippets Institute?

Nell: Yes. With mops and buckets and several flannels to clean that tiger’s feet.

Me: Did Beauregard mind?

Nell: He loved it. Stretched out in the kitchen like a king surrounded by cleaning whippets. Who wouldn’t enjoy that?

Me: I’m not sure everyone would. Anyway, the main thing is that the operation went well.

Nell: Yes.

Me: Kev will have to take it easy for the next few weeks.

Nell: That’s fine. We’ll get through this together. You and me. Always. Remember?

Me: Yes. Sorry.