Me: Did you like your antlers?

Nell: You only got three.

Me: I didn’t think Poppy would want one.

Nell: Poppy took two so David has none.

Me: It’s the thought that counts.

Nell: Not really. So, how was your book signing?

Me: The Christmas market was lovely and I met some interesting people. Not everyone wanted to buy a book, but that’s life.

Nell: Why not?

Me: I’d rather not say.

Nell: You are definitely going to have to say now.

Me: Well, one lady considered it, and even looked at the photos, but then she closed the book and said, ‘I have a setter’ and smiled and left.

Nell: A setter?

Me: Yes. I think there just must have been too many Labradors for her liking.

Nell: Too many Labradors?

Me: If your friend Dorothy the Salcombe Setter had been on the cover she might have bought it.

Nell: Dorothy couldn’t write a book if she tried.

Me: I know that and you know that.

Nell: I don’t have to fall down a rabbit hole to enjoy ‘Alice in Wonderland’.

Me: Well, you sort of do in a way, to be honest. You have to be prepared to wonder.

Nell: Yes, you’re right and some people simply aren’t.

Me: No.

Nell: Talking of wondering, I was wondering if you wanted your second boiled egg.

Me: No, thank you. One is plenty for me.

Nell: I might have it then as David ate mine by mistake.

Me: I hope he doesn’t eat The Queen’s boiled egg when you visit her.

Nell: The Queen won’t be eating boiled eggs in the afternoon.

Me: She might fancy one.

Nell: Boiled eggs are for breakfast, or nursery tea. If you had said scotch eggs, however, I might have agreed.

Me: Yes. Sorry.

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