Nell: What are you doing up so early again?
Me: I have an appointment with the nurse.
Nell: Would you like me to come with you?
Me: I’m afraid dogs aren’t allowed in the surgery.
Nell: I could wait in the car with Kev. I wouldn’t mind.
Me: That’s really kind of you but I think you’d be more comfortable at home.
Nell: It’s not about me, is it? It’s whatever is best for you.
Me: You’ll be there to greet me when I come home and you can look after the others while Kev and I are away.
Nell: Personally I think the nurse would appreciate it if I was there.
Me: I’m not sure she would.
Nell: You always forget everything they tell you.
Me: That’s why they send you letters and pamphlets and direct you to helpful websites.
Nell: I seem to remember them telling you not to Google anything.
Me: I haven’t.
Nell: Fine. I’ll make sure there’s a nice cup of tea waiting for you when you get home.
Me: Thank you.
Nell: We might have to hide Poppy’s sword, by the way.
Me: Why?
Nell: She knighted PC Panda yesterday and he only popped in for a quick scone.
Me: Did he mind?
Nell: He accepted ‘the kind gesture’, I quote, but advised her that this wasn’t actually legal and she should ‘cease forthwith’.
Me: And did she?
Nell: Of course not. She just marched off and knighted a passing spaniel who’s only down here on holiday and possibly undeserving.
Me: I hope it was a King Charles Cavalier.
Nell: There’s nothing cavalier about King Charles.
Me: I meant the spaniel.
Nell: Poppy only knighted the spaniel. She didn’t crown it king. That would have been taking things way too far.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
