Me: I’m glad you all managed a swim, even though there was an awful lot of beach today.
Nell: There’s always a lot of beach.
Me: I know but depending on the tide there is more, or less.
Nell: Obviously.
Me: You know what I mean.
Nell: As we swim at River Beach the tide is not really an issue.
Me: Well, you paddle, to be accurate.
Nell: I find paddling more relaxing.
Me: Dave and Harriet looked so sweet swimming together, didn’t they? Like two seals.
Nell: Don’t mention seals to me.
Me: Oh dear.
Nell: Encouraging the Beefies with their ridiculous clapping.
Me: It’s a seal thing.
Nell: Eating vast quantities of mackerel like there’s no tomorrow.
Me: They enjoy it.
Nell: Disturbing my quiet life with their unbridled enthusiasm.
Me: I think Princess is good for Roger. He has a proper friend now.
Nell: As for the Beefies. If it isn’t yodelling it’s ‘Roger, Roger’ all the time.
Me: I know.
Nell: They can’t get enough of him.
Me: Roger Blubbery is a huge hit with the Beefy community.
Nell: Personally, I think they’re doing this to annoy.
Me: Really?
Nell: It’s what Beefies like best.
Me: True.
Nell: And why choose yodelling? They could have sung in harmony, or even hummed.
Me: I don’t think Beefies do humming, or harmony.
Nell: Perhaps not.
Me: At least Dave’s stopped yodelling.
Nell: Yes. Poppy told him there would be no bacon if that dreadful noise continued.
Me: Good for her. The trouble with yodelling is that it’s rather addictive.
Nell: What do you mean?
Me: I’m feeling the urge to yodel myself.
Nell: Please don’t.
Me: And when someone tells you not to do something you want to do it even more.
Nell: Don’t you dare.
Me: Sorry.
