Nell: There’s a lot of Snuggling going on here for a Tuesday morning.
Me: Yes, I know.
Nell: Is there any particular reason why Poppy and Harriet are keeping you so close?
Me: I was feeling a little bit low, Nell, and missing the children and grandchildren. It will be the second year that I’m spending Christmas without seeing them.
Nell: That’s perfectly understandable. I advise a nice cup of Earl Grey with a mince pie by the fire after a brisk walk on the beach.
Me: Could it be more of a gentle amble than a brisk walk?
Nell: Not in this weather. Brisk is Best. Trust me.
Me: But I’m not feeling Brisk. I just want to be lazy.
Nell: You soon will be. Now, where’s your all-encasing hat?
Me: It’s hanging up by the stairs.
Nell: You’ll need a warm coat and boots too and one of Knitwear Wolf’s soft scarves.
Me: I was feeling really comfortable all snuggled up with Harriet and Poppy in my chair remembering the happy times.
Nell: No, you weren’t. You were Dwelling on the Past and Dwelling simply won’t do.
Me: It’s fine to think back to the good times.
Nell: Yes, but only if you do it in a positive way. We don’t want any ‘What Ifs’ or ‘If Onlys’. There is no point. It is what it is and we are going to make the best of it.
Me: I suppose you’re right.
Nell: I am. Now chop chop. Let’s get a spring in your step.
Me: I’m not a hardy llama you know.
Nell: What are you talking about?
Me: They’re out dancing in all weathers. And they’re only wearing pyjamas.
Nell: Nonsense. They have ski suits under their dressing gowns. Do keep up.
Me: I see. Sorry.