Me: I’m not sure about either of those hats but if I had to choose I would go for the red one.
Nell: One of them is not a hat, it’s a modest tiara.
Me: I’m not sure you can have a modest tiara. It’s a bit over the top.
Nell: Have you seen what Princess is wearing?
Me: Hers will only be for the publicity photos. The red hat suits you, although the animal print makes me wonder if you’re supporting a certain tiger.
Nell: Beauregard has nothing to do with my choice of hat.
Me: Was it The Cat?
Nell: No. The Cat would never choose anything that discreet. It was Terry.
Me: Terry from Book a Beefy? Terry the seagull?
Nell: Yes, he has a catalogue and he delivers.
Me: Fair enough. Any news on the fourth judge yet?
Nell: Anton is supposed to be ringing me.
Me: You’ve got a missed call on your iBone.
Nell: Have I? It must have been when I popped over to the tree house.
Me: To see Beauregard?
Nell: No, to comfort Oliver. Manuel startled him with a flambéd pancake.
Me: Oh, I see.
Nell: I’ll check the WoofsApp group. There might be a message from Anton.
Me: Is he part of your Book Club?
Nell: Not that group. The Strictly Judges WoofsApp group.
Me: Of course.
Nell: I don’t believe it.
Me: What’s happened?
Nell; We’ve got a new group member.
Me: Well, that’s ok, isn’t it? Your Book Club is open to new members.
Nell: Not the Book Club group, the Strictly Judges one.
Me: Oh, how exciting. It must be the fourth judge. Who is it?
Nell: You’re not going to believe this.
Me: I just might.
Nell: It’s Lionel King.
Me: Now that is unbelievable. Sorry.
