Me: I call these photos ‘Happy Dogs on the Beach’.
Nell: A Happy Family to be accurate.
Me: You’re right. Walking on the beach does everybody good.
Nell: It does.
Me: The feel of the wind in your hair. The smell of the sea and the sound of the waves.
Nell: Here we go.
Me: Perfect.
Nell: So, you didn’t sleep very well again, did you?
Me: How do you know?
Nell: It’s early and you’ve already been writing for a while. I also heard you pacing around in the night.
Me: Oh dear. I didn’t mean to wake you.
Nell: It’s no bother. We can both sleep again in the day.
Me: You’re right.
Nell: Remember what that kind nurse told you. Sleeping doesn’t have to be reserved for nighttime.
Me: True.
Nell: Now, Shel’s room is ready for him.
Me: Good.
Nell: Kev has moved the desk to the window as we know he loves to write with a view.
Me: And he’s always writing.
Nell: That’s what writers tend to do. You should know.
Me: I’m so excited about seeing him again. We’ve known each other over 22 years. Alice turned 16 when she went to live with his family in Vancouver.
Nell: Talking of Alice, it’s her birthday tomorrow so I’m writing a poem.
Me: Lovely. I can’t believe she’ll be 38. How did that happen?
Nell: Time has a way of moving on.
Me: And my little sister Alex will be 58 on 17th.
Nell: It’s a birthday month.
Me: I have a great deal to be thankful for, don’t I?
Nell: We all do. How about a nice cup of Earl Grey and a cuddle in bed with us all.
Me: Sounds perfect.
Nell: You might even have a little sleep.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
