Me: Wasn’t it glorious down on the beach yesterday?
Nell: It certainly lifted our spirits.
Me: I love the way you follow in Kev’s footsteps.
Nell: I was merely having a slow stroll as recommended by Amy the Vet.
Me: Harriet just ran into the waves.
Nell: Yes, naughty animal. She wasn’t supposed to run.
Me: I know. It is her youthful exuberance. She just adores the sea. She can’t help herself.
Nell: At least she doesn’t seem to have suffered any ill effects.
Me: No, she only coughed a little in the night and this morning. You seem better too. Dave is still coughing, but not as much either.
Nell: Yes, David is definitely the most affected.
Me: Poor Darling Big Brave Beautiful Boy.
Nell: He’s not letting it get him down. Especially not today.
Me: Why today?
Nell: It’s the weekend.
Me: And?
Nell: Weekends mean bacon sandwiches.
Me: No more porridge then?
Nell: Not at weekends, unless requested, or for medical reasons.
Me: What about the Manuka honey? Aren’t you supposed to be eating it?
Nell: You can have honey on all kinds of things.
Me: Even bacon?
Nell: Actually, Poppy is thinking of making a honey glazed ham when Chris comes to visit.
Me: Good idea. It’s not long now, Nell. Just 4 more sleeps.
Nell: Yes, I know. We will be collecting him soon from the station. What’s your opinion on sequinned jackets?
Me: Isn’t that a bit ostentatious for collecting someone from a station?
Nell: Not us. For Henry and Horst. They’re going to be presenting Strictly from Kev’s shoulders, or hat, and The Cat thought sequins would add a little sparkle.
Me: It would be a very little sparkle.
Nell: Better to sparkle a little then not at all.
Me: Of course. Sorry.
