Me: Look who came to see you all even though he is officially on holiday.
Nell: It was very kind of Tony to visit us.
Me: It certainly made Dave’s day.
Nell: Talking of days, today is Father’s Day here in the UK.
Me: Yes, although I’m not sure if it is anywhere else in the world.
Nell: We would still like to wish a very happy day to all you fathers out there.
Me: We know it can be a sad day for some families so please know we are sending you our special love.
Nell: Yes, and you can be sure your father is watching over you.
Me: Fathers come in differing forms, don’t they?
Nell: What do you mean?
Me: Some are stepfathers, or father figures.
Nell: We shall celebrate them all.
Me: It’s been quite a week of celebrations. I’m rather looking forward to a quiet Sunday.
Nell: I agree. I’d forgotten how exhausting tap dancing can be.
Me: PC Panda was a revelation. Who would have thought he could be so light on his feet?
Nell: I think he has more than a few admirers in the Whippets Institute. He was inundated with cakes later.
Me: They did seem rather impressed.
Nell: They were wasting their time. He’s a scone kind of panda. Fairy cakes leave him cold.
Me: Like offering Knitwear Wolf a t-shirt instead of a cardigan?
Nell: A t-shirt? The mere idea.
Me: Never mind.
Nell: Are some of those Welsh corgis lying down?
Me: Don’t worry we’ve provided them with blankets.
Nell: You can’t sing from a blanket.
Me: I think it sounds lovely.
Nell: I suppose we are all a little tired today.
Me: We are.
Nell: Where is my blanket, by the way?
Me: They’re just borrowing it. Sorry.
