Bulldozers and Thieves

Me: You love cuddles from Tony too, don’t you?

Nell: I enjoy having my ears stroked when I get the chance, which isn’t often when David is around.

Me: He adores Tony.

Nell: David bulldozers everyone out of the way. He has no restraint.

Me: They’re best friends, Nell.

Nell: I’ll tell you who are best friends. Poppy and Gladys.

Me: Thick as thieves, are they?

Nell: How did you know about that?

Me: Know about what?

Nell: Never mind. Go and listen to the Welsh corgi choir. They’re literally singing in the rain and need all the support we can give them.

Me: Stop changing the subject.

Nell: Or you can help Poppy with the vegetables. She’s cooking Sunday roast with cauliflower cheese for the vegetarians.

Me: I know you heard me.

Nell: I think Chris and Shannon might be FaceTiming us from Toronto later so keep an eye on your iBone. Marvin says it’s rather cold in Canada.

Me: Did Poppy and Gladys take something from Windsor Castle?

Nell; Let’s just say eating boiled eggs is going to be a rather grand affair in our house from now on.

Me: Did they steal The Queen’s eggs?

Nell: Not the eggs. The royal egg cups.

Me: That’s ever so naughty. The Queen will be furious.

Nell: She’s fine. I called her as soon as I spotted them in the kitchen.

Me: Are they made of gold?

Nell: No, but they do have the royal crest. The Cat was ecstatic when it saw them and even had an egg with its smoked salmon to celebrate.

Me: Well, I hope those two rascals have called The Queen and apologised.

Nell: They’re going to write letters this afternoon. Apologies to The Queen have to be made in writing.

Me: Of course. Sorry.

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