This Has To Stop

Nell: This yodelling has to stop.

Me: Excuse me?

Nell: Can’t you hear it?

Me: I thought Dave was in pain.

Nell: I’m in pain and so is Harriet.

Me: Thank goodness he’s alright.

Nell: I can’t listen to this any longer.

Me: Are we sure it’s yodelling?

Nell: Yes. The Beefies have been doing it all morning and now David has joined in.

Me: I wonder why. It’s not as if we’re anywhere near the Alps.

Nell: You don’t have to be on a mountain to yodel you know.

Me: Obviously not.

Nell: Cowboys yodel.

Me: They never do.

Nell: I can assure you they do.

Me: I didn’t know that.

Nell: Well, you do now.

Me: I always associate it with Julie Andrews.

Nell: Don’t bring ‘The Sound of Music’ into this, please, or David will be ‘Do, Ray, Mi-ing’ it all day.

Me: I was actually thinking of ‘The Lonely Goatherd’.

Nell: We all know what you were thinking of, thank you very much.

Me: Do we know why the Beefies are yodelling?

Nell: No, but I need them to stop.

Me: Not everyone agrees with you.

Nell: What do you mean?

Me: Just look at Roger Blubbery. He and Princess are clapping away. Bless them.

Nell: Good grief.

Me: And the llamas are dancing in Lederhosen. I wonder where they got those?

Nell: The Cat’s dressing up box I expect. It has everything in there.

Me: All we need now is the Welsh Corgi choir in Dirndls and we’re sorted.

Nell: Is that the Whippets Institute minibus?

Me: Yes, and they’re all dressed as nuns.

Nell: I’m going for a lie down.

Me: Wait. Knock knock.

Nell: Who’s there?

Me: Yoda lady.

Nell: Yoda lady who?

Me: Excellent yodelling, Nell.

Nell: I give up.

Me: Sorry.

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