Me: Christmas is having a wonderfully calming effect on Dave and Harriet, isn’t it?
Nell: It’s only 1st December.
Me: Dave is fascinated by our advent candles. He just gazes at them for hours.
Nell: Does he?
Me: Yes. He’s probably thinking ever such Deep Thoughts. Darling Big Brave Beautiful Boy.
Nell: I’m not sure they are that deep. He asked Rupert if candles were something one might eat by mistake.
Me: Oh dear.
Nell: Don’t worry. Rupert told him they were dangerous to dogs so now he is keeping a respectful distance.
Me: Well, Harriet seemed thoughtful next to the Christmas tree.
Nell: Harriet is pondering the final of Strictly. She and Beauregard will be dancing their Couple’s Choice as will Gladys and Count Bingo Flamingo.
Me: It’s sure to be spectacular. I can’t wait until Saturday.
Nell: There is bound to be the odd trapeze and a trampoline or two with Gladys but I’m expecting Beauregard to keep it classic.
Me: He is an elegant tiger.
Nell: Yes and a fine ballroom dancer, if not quite up to Rupert’s standard.
Me: Knitwear Wolf is the King of Ballroom.
Nell: He is.
Me: I’m afraid Beauregard won’t get Lionel King’s vote, though, whatever he does.
Nell: It doesn’t matter as it is only down to the public vote and anyway Lionel has promised Lady Anwen that he will be completely fair.
Me: What’s Lady Anwen got to do with the price of fish?
Nell: Nothing at all and why even mention fish?
Me: It’s just a saying. Why is Lionel promising Lady Anwen anything?
Nell: They are associates. She is staying with him at the hotel on Burgh Island and she has to be on her Best Behaviour. Everybody knows that.
Me: I don’t trust either of them. Sorry.
