Staring at a View isn’t Everyone’s Cup of Tea

Me: Dave really tried to stare at the view for longer this time.

Nell: Yes. For about thirty seconds.

Me: He stared at it with his whole self though.

Nell: What are you talking about?

Me: He had seriously focussed legs, Nell.

Nell: Here we go.

Me: A proper Big Boy stance. A Big Brave Beautiful Boy stance, to be exact.

Nell: David tried but he’s easily bored.

Me: Staring at a view isn’t everyone’s cup of tea.

Nell: Talking of tea, I think we should take a picnic the next time we go to the beach.

Me: Kev and I were saying the same thing.

Nell: Nothing too fancy. A few sandwiches, crusts off. Ham, cheese and tomato and egg.

Me: And cress.

Nell: Nobody wants a cress sandwich.

Me: I meant egg and cress.

Nell: I don’t like salad in a sandwich. It makes them soggy.

Me: You said cheese and tomato.

Nell: Tomatoes are different. Everyone enjoys a good tomato, preferably home grown.

Me: I’d like a tomato sandwich.

Nell: Well, have one then.

Me: We’ll need cake.

Nell: Yes. Sensible cake like lemon drizzle.

Me: Or cup cakes?

Nell: I think not.

Me: Or the odd scone?

Nell: Scones are not suitable for beach picnics. Sand and cream don’t mix and jam is too sticky.

Me: What about crisps?

Nell: One should never say no to a crisp.

Me: Did you know crisps are called chips in most countries?

Nell: We’re not having chips.

Me: And chips are fries, or French fries.

Nell: We’re still not getting any.

Me: Just saying.

Nell: We’ll need flasks of tea.

Me: Not Earl Grey. It has to be Builder’s.

Nell: I don’t drink Builder’s tea. Never have done. Never will. I shall take my own flask.

Me: Yes. Sorry.

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