Back on our Beach

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.

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