Me: Why are you glaring at me like that?
Nell: David and I were having a gentle discussion about the day ahead and you disturbed us.
Me: I was just checking on him.
Nell: He is doing well. He had porridge for breakfast with Manuka honey and managed to keep it down.
Me: That’s a relief.
Nell: And now he is having a thoughtful chew on his new toy.
Nell: The trick is to keep him calm.
Me: He might not stay calm, Nell, as the chimney sweep is arriving soon.
Nell: That’s most inconvenient.
Me: It has to be done.
Nell: David will have to join you upstairs then. But don’t fuss over him.
Me: Why not? You are.
Nell: I’m his aunt and he is unwell.
Me: You’re a Secret Softy. Admit it.
Nell: I am nothing of the kind. I am merely doing my duty. My nephew needs me.
Me: He’s looking a lot better, Nell. His coat is shiny again. It must be all the cuddles.
Nell: David enjoys attention and he’s certainly getting enough of it. Although the llamas are a little too demonstrative for my liking.
Me: Darling Big Brave Beautiful Boy.
Nell: Your other boy will be here soon.
Me: Not as soon as I thought.
Nell: Why? Isn’t Chris arriving on Friday?
Me: No. He had to change his flight to the 5th October because the government aren’t accepting visitors with mixed vaccinations until 4th October.
Nell: Good grief.
Me: So we won’t be seeing him until Wednesday week.
Nell: That’s not too much longer to wait.
Me: It isn’t and Dave should be completely well by then and able to go on walks.
Nell: Every bowl has a silver lining.
Me: Don’t you mean cloud?