Me: How are you feeling? Poppy has been waiting by the window since you left.
Nell: How would you be feeling after an anaesthetic and a tooth scrape?
Me: It was a thorough clean and polish.
Nell: Thorough is the word.
Me: The vet says we can collect you at 5pm.
Nell: What am I supposed to do until then? There’s no television you know.
Me: I think you’re going to see Chloe for some extra pampering.
Nell: You do realise I had no breakfast.
Me: Nobody did.
Nell: I know perfectly well that everyone had breakfast as soon as Kev and I left this morning.
Me: It was a late breakfast.
Nell: I hope there wasn’t bacon.
Me: Of course not. The mere idea.
Nell: I saw the bacon in the fridge.
Me: Dave needed comforting. He’s been so worried about you.
Nell: I hope the bacon sandwich helped.
Me: You looked relaxed in the car enjoying the sun on your face. Kev took some photos.
Nell: That was for your benefit. I know what you’re like.
Me: I couldn’t write anything until I heard you were in recovery.
Nell: Of course you couldn’t. It’s called Conversations with Nell for a reason. You could have called me this morning.
Me: I didn’t think you would be feeling chatty before the procedure.
Nell: They took blood.
Me: They wanted to make sure everything was ok.
Nell: I’m expecting a proper dinner when I get home
Me: Poppy is preparing chicken and rice.
Nell: I would prefer roast beef and all the trimmings.
Me: You know that can’t happen, Nell. Just light meals until you are fully recovered.
Nell: A small scone with jam and cream then? Nobody makes a lighter scone than Poppy
Me: Good try but no scones. Sorry.
