Me: Look at my Big Brave Beautiful Boy enjoying special cuddles with Kev.
Nell: David has been through an extremely traumatic time.
Me: It’s wonderful to be home again. Where are Henry and Horst?
Nell: Enjoying a crisp leaf salad in the kitchen with Poppy. Richly deserved.
Me: They’re a pair of superheroes. Is the hypnotised Beefy still here?
Nell: No. Henry and Horst took George out of his trance as soon as he dropped them home. He won’t remember a thing.
Me: Do we know he’s called George, or did you just make that up?
Nell: Excuse me? I think you’ll find I am anchored in reality. Unlike some. George introduced himself to Henry and Horst when they parachuted onto him.
Me: How polite.
Nell: Yes, they said he has impeccable manners.
Me: Well, George was certainly a great help escorting us down to the sea tractor. None of the rooks questioned a Beefy.
Nell: What about Lionel?
Me: We waited behind a walrus until he’d gone.
Nell: Did you say walrus?
Me: Yes.
Nell: Was it Arctic Bob?
Me: No. I think it was a tourist. It was carrying a map.
Nell: Fair enough.
Me: It was lovely to see Knitwear Wolf waiting for us on his motorbike.
Nell: Did you ride in the sidecar?
Me: I did. Dave sat behind Rupert. How are the darling cubs?
Nell: They’ve been staying up in the treehouse with Beauregard and Mrs King since they got back but they’re allowed to join in Sunday Songs today.
Me: I hope they’re allowed some of Poppy’s roast dinner later.
Nell: Of course. We shall all dine together to celebrate everyone’s safe return.
Me: I quite enjoyed playing a famous author.
Nell: Well, keep writing then and you may become one.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
