Me: Dave was over the moon to see Tony again after the Easter break.
Nell: Yes, they had an awful lot to talk about.
Me: The first thing I heard Tony say was, ‘Thank goodness you’re back from Dartmoor now, Boy. Hope you got plenty of bacon sandwiches. You must have been skin and bone.’
Nell: A lot of people were extremely worried about David. He’s a popular animal.
Me: Have there really not been any sightings of those beautiful Maine Coon cats since the Dartmoor incident?
Nell: Well, it’s funny you should say that.
Me: Why?
Nell: My friend Dorothy says there are a pair of Maine Coons staying at the Burgh Island Hotel.
Me: The hotel where Lionel King has his suite?
Nell: Yes, but don’t bring lions into this, please. We’ve quite enough on our paws with two large fluffy cats.
Me: Lionel is a large fluffy cat.
Nell: There is nothing fluffy about Lionel. Trust me.
Me: How does Dorothy know about the Maine Coons?
Nell: Pamela the Pyrenean Mountain Dog was having afternoon tea there with The Pointer Sisters and they were sitting at the next table.
Me: The band?
Nell: No. The Maine Coons.
Me: I meant The Pointer Sisters. They were an American R&B singing group.
Nell: What are you talking about? They are English Pointers and they certainly can’t sing.
Me: Oh, I see. Were the Maine Coons doing anything fishy?
Nell: No, they were having scones, jam and cream like everyone else, although there might have been fish in the sandwiches, I suppose.
Me: Never mind. Have you told Sally?
Nell: Yes, we discussed it at Morning Thoughts.
Me: My Thoughts are that Lionel is behind this.
Nell: Well, try and keep Your Thoughts to yourself then.
Me: Too late. Sorry.
