Me: I’ve been doing some thinking.
Nell: Here we go.
Me: The good thing about living so close to the sea is it’s always lovely whatever the weather.
Nell: It’s actually quite awful in the rain.
Me: No, it isn’t. A walk along the beach can still be really invigorating. The gentle caress of summer rain on your face.
Nell: Good grief. Why are we discussing rain? It wasn’t raining when we were on the beach.
Me: No, but it might have been.
Nell: Well, a Beefy might have delivered our Chinese takeaway yesterday.
Me: Was it Terry?
Nell: No, Terry works for Book a Beefy.
Me: Do you think the Beefies are running our takeaway now?
Nell: No, I do not. I think along with many others the current situation has forced some of the Beefies to diversify.
Me: Are you thinking of going into politics?
Nell: What on earth made you say that? We were discussing a gang of seagulls.
Me: It’s just recently you’ve been making comments about the economic crisis and the current situation.
Nell: Not everyone discusses the weather.
Me: Almost everyone does.
Me: Was the Beefy wearing a hat?
Nell: Yes. A baseball cap.
Me: It was probably trying to look less like a Beefy.
Me: Because if you opened the door to a seagull carrying a bag of Chinese takeaway you might jump to the wrong conclusion.
Nell: You certainly might.
Me: You might think it was stolen.
Nell: It was our order and we paid for it over the phone.
Me: Oh yes.
Nell: And Beefies don’t steal and share.
Me: Apart from mackerel.
Nell: Throwing a fish at someone isn’t sharing even if it does end up in a mackerel pate.
Me: You might be right. Sorry.