Precious Puppies and Perfect Pashminas

Me: The children don’t want to leave you dogs tomorrow. If they could they would take you all back to Germany with them.

Nell: I know.

Me: Faye has even started lying on top of Dave to keep him close.

Nell: Yes. David doesn’t mind at all.

Me: Darling Big Brave Beautiful Boy.

Nell: I’m afraid Harriet is particularly down about their departure.

Me: Alice tried to comfort her.

Nell: She will be fine. We all will. The day before someone leaves is always difficult.

Me: Yes, it is.

Nell: So, I thought lunch at the Cottage Hotel followed by a trip to the beach would be just the thing.

Me: You’re right.

Nell: Sea air is good for the soul.

Me: So is ice cream.

Nell: Exactly and a family dinner later will round off their visit perfectly.

Me: It’s been a truly wonderful few weeks. So many happy memories.

Nell: And the memories will stay with you forever. Remember that.

Me: I will.

Nell: Every time we go to the beach there they will be.

Me: Yes.

Nell: Now, what do you feel about pashminas?

Me: That’s a bit of a jump, Nell.

Nell: I know but Rupert and The Cat are thinking of including shawls in their next Knitwear Wolf range.

Me: I think it’s an excellent idea.

Nell: I agree. There’s nothing more perfect than popping on a pashmina on a summer’s evening. It’s both stylish and warm.

Me: You should model one.

Nell: My modelling days are over. I shall leave that to the younger ones.

Me: I know what you mean. I’m feeling my age at the moment.

Nell: Enough of that. Go and pack your optimistic bag with towels and swimwear and let’s get the family down to the beach.

Me: Yes. Sorry.

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