Me: A walk down to the beach was just what we all needed.
Nell: Yes, it was.
Me: I always love this time of year when the tourists have gone and it’s back to being us dog walkers and the surfers.
Nell: Yes.
Me: There’s something about the sea that makes you feel you’re part of something bigger.
Nell: Yes.
Me: It puts things into perspective.
Nell: It does.
Me: We are so lucky to live where we do.
Nell: Yes, we are.
Me: It’s something I will never take for granted.
Nell: Talking of living here, how would you feel about a few extra corgis?
Me: What do you mean?
Nell: I’ve been approached by some of the Royal Corgis about extending their stay.
Me: I don’t think that can happen, Nell.
Nell: Why not?
Me: I’m afraid a decision has been made that the corgis have to go and live with other members of the royal family now.
Nell: What if they don’t want to go?
Me: I’m not sure they have a choice in the matter.
Nell: I see.
Me: Was the veiled corgi one of the ones who wants to stay?
Nell: I don’t know. I haven’t seen it for a while.
Me: There was something odd about it.
Nell: Yes, it was veiled.
Me: It had sly eyes.
Nell: You couldn’t see its eyes.
Me: No, but you could sense them.
Nell: Good grief.
Me: In fact, I have a theory about the veiled corgi.
Nell: Here we go.
Me: You’re not going to like it.
Nell: Try me.
Me: I think it might be Lady Anwen.
Nell: Isn’t she in jail?
Me: No, she was given compassionate leave.
Nell: Why didn’t you tell me before?
Me: I had other things on my mind. Sorry.
