Indiscreet and Undercover

Me: My darling Big Brave Beautiful Boy with a new frisbee. Gosh, I miss him. Where did he get it?

Nell: It was a present from Beauregard.

Me: That’s awfully kind of him. Did he buy it at the hotel?

Nell: I have an awful feeling he stole it.

Me: What do you mean?

Nell: The hotel has a selection of activity aids for outdoor training and fun and I’m fairly sure I saw one of those when Harriet and I were looking for tennis racquets.

Me: I didn’t know you played tennis.

Nell: It’s Wimbledon. Everyone plays tennis.

Me: Well, I think it’s very thoughtful of Beauregard even if it wasn’t really his to give. How are Malcolm and Manuel?

Nell: Manuel caused quite a stir at breakfast.

Me: How?

Nell: Demonstrating his extraordinary pancake tossing skills.

Me: Bless him.

Nell: We’re supposed to be undercover.

Me: I’m sure Malcolm is being discreet.

Nell: You could be forgiven for thinking so but actually Malcolm is involved in a heated dispute over prawns.

Me: Oh dear.

Nell: He says they are far too small and much too tired.

Me: He does know his prawns, Nell. Who are the suppliers?

Nell: You are not going to believe this.

Me: I just might.

Nell: The Beefies.

Me: I don’t believe it.

Nell: Told you. And it gets worse. The hotel is using Book a Beefy for all sorts of deliveries and collections.

Me: Shocking.

Nell: I know. I’m just hoping it’s Terry or they are in big trouble.

Me: Any more roaring?

Nell: Yes. It’s definitely coming from the sea.

Me: Interesting.

Nell: Talking of the sea. I thought I saw Princess out there this morning.

Me: You can’t have. She’s gone on holiday with Our Penguin.

Nell: Really?

Me: Yes. Sorry.

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