Me: That’s the photo of us that Facebook cropped.
Nell: I thought everyone should be able to see it properly.
Me: Thank you. I spent hours yesterday afternoon trying to find someone to help me get it uncropped.
Nell: I know. Harriet texted me on WoofsApp while Sally and I were enjoying our cream tea.
Me: Hang on a minute. Were you at The Cottage Hotel?
Nell: Yes.
Me: Without me?
Nell: May I point out that you attend a Writing Retreat there twice a year and I have never been invited. Not once.
Me: Still, you could have told me you were going there. It’s my favourite place.
Nell: Sally and I had things to discuss and we wanted to do it privately.
Me: Without me?
Nell: Without anyone. And stop repeating yourself.
Me: What were you discussing?
Nell: Didn’t I just say it was private?
Me: Yes, but it’s only me.
Nell: It’s never only you and you know it.
Me: Were you talking about Dave?
Nell: David certainly came into the conversation.
Me: Darling Big Brave Beautiful Boy. He is so proud of being an engaged animal.
Nell: As he should be. Now, what do you think your sister Charlotte would feel about making her birthday weekend into a joint celebration of David and Sally’s engagement?
Me: I’m sure she’ll be fine. Our little sister Alex is coming to stay and Naughty Nigel and Boo so they can join in.
Nell: Which is exactly what I told Sally. She has to go back to London on Monday so this weekend would be perfect.
Me: Does Poppy know? We’ll need two cakes.
Nell: Not yet. You should probably tell her soon.
Me: Why me?
Nell: Why not? You’re the one who wanted to be involved.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
