Nell: You’re not going to believe this.
Me: I just might.
Nell: You know that Podenco from Paignton?
Me: The Portuguese one?
Nell: We don’t know what nationality he is and that isn’t the point.
Me: Do you mean the one who is a friend of Juanita’s?
Nell: Yes.
Me: Juanita the Spanish Water Dog with luscious curls and flashing eyes?
Nell: Yes, although luscious is a little excessive for this time of the morning.
Me: Juanita the Spanish Water Dog who danced with Jim the Farm Dog?
Nell: Yes.
Me: Who upset Harriet and made her Wallow?
Nell: Yes.
Me: That Podenco?
Nell: Yes.
Me: What about him?
Nell: He and Juanita are opening a dance school in Kingsbridge.
Me: But that’s just down the road.
Nell: I know.
Me: Literally on our doorstep.
Nell: Gladys isn’t best pleased.
Me: Why?
Nell: She thinks people won’t want to Glide with Gladys.
Me: Surely there’s room for both. Glide in the mornings and tango in the afternoons.
Nell: That’s what Rupert said.
Me: Did he now?
Nell: Why are you smiling like that?
Me: Is Mistress Nelly going to be spending her afternoons tangoing in Kingsbridge with Knitwear Wolf?
Nell: Certainly not. I’m far too busy for that.
Me: What a shame. I can just imagine you and Rupert swirling about the floor. He would be wearing a smart black knitted suit and you would have a rose in your teeth.
Nell: You have far too vivid an imagination for your own good. No right minded animal is ever going to chew on a rose. They have thorns.
Me: Just like you.
Nell: I beg your pardon.
Me: Beautiful, but spiky.
Nell: Spiky? I merely speak my mind which is exactly what a head judge should do.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
