Me: Dave’s face when Sally appeared in Knitwear Wolf’s sidecar. It was priceless.
Nell: He knocked over several corgis in his dash to get to her.
Me: They didn’t mind, Nell.
Nell: No. Corgis are incredibly resilient. They just kept on singing with their little legs in the air.
Me: Bless them.
Nell: I wouldn’t have been so forgiving.
Me: I don’t know how Sally does it but she manages to look like a film star all the time.
Nell: Yes, she does.
Me: She reminds me of Grace Kelly.
Nell: Here we go.
Me: A classic blonde beauty.
Nell: She and David make a most attractive couple.
Me: I was wondering if Dave might pop the question now that he’s 5.
Nell: What question?
Me: You know the one. Will you share my bowl?
Nell: Nobody wants to share David’s bowl. There’s never anything in it long enough to get a share of anything. Poppy has tried.
Me: You know what I mean. Poppy is engaged to John the Doberman. Harriet is as good as engaged to Jim the Farm Dog. You were married to Charlie.
Nell: Harriet is not officially engaged to Jim and Poppy’s engagement to John is rather on and off.
Me: Nevertheless. I think it might be on the cards.
Nell: Just don’t start hinting, please. You’re dreadfully obvious when you do that.
Me: No, I’m not.
Nell: All that winking and secret smiling.
Me: I don’t wink.
Nell: You do it every time Rupert and I are together.
Me: Not on purpose.
Nell: I think giving someone a thumbs up could be seen as intentional, don’t you?
Me: I love a good romance.
Nell: I know you do but you must let others decide for themselves when the time is right.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
