Me: Come upstairs, Nell. I’ve just seen the sweetest thing.
Nell: I’m fine down here, thank you. Why don’t you join me for a cup of Earl Grey by the fire and tell me about it?
Me: Okay. So, Harriet and Poppy were snuggling at the window watching and waiting while Kev was out shopping.
Nell: Yes, they do that whenever either of you are away.
Me: I know but the sweet thing is that after a while Dave joined them.
Nell: What’s sweet about that?
Me: He joined them properly, Nell. He snuggled right up to Poppy too.
Nell: David is a snuggly animal. We all know that.
Me: Yes, but not recently. The last time I saw him he was all aloof and distant.
Nell: Ah yes. He’s back to normal now.
Me: How did that happen? Did you do something?
Nell: We took Rupert’s advice.
Me: What was it?
Nell: Let nature take its course.
Me: What does that mean?
Nell: What goes in must come out.
Me: Oh, I see. Clever old Knitwear Wolf.
Nell: Less of the old, please.
Me: Mature then.
Nell: Poppy made David a large breakfast this morning with extra bacon and then Rupert took him on a long walk by the sea.
Me: And that did the job?
Nell: Don’t be vulgar. Let’s just say, any honey David may, or may not, have consumed has gone.
Me: Thank goodness. My gorgeous Big Brave Beautiful Boy is back to snuggle another day.
Nell: The llamas are still being intellectual, however.
Me: Really?
Nell: I caught them discussing whether Proust was really worth reading.
Me: I’m on their side.
Nell: And moaning about the state of the economy.
Me: Were they still wearing spectacles?
Nell: Yes, and bowler hats.
Me: Oh dear. Sorry.
