Me: Harriet has such a lovely smile, doesn’t she?
Nell: Yes, she does.
Me: We should all smile more.
Nell: Don’t do that fake smile, please.
Me: Did you know that smiling can actually make you feel happier?
Nell: Here we go.
Me: Or was it laughing?
Nell: Have you quite finished?
Me: Just saying.
Nell: You should be saying all this to the llamas.
Me: Why?
Nell: I’m afraid Sunday Songs is going to be a little more subdued than usual. The llamas are refusing to dance.
Me: But they love dancing.
Nell: Not anymore. They want to read poetry and discuss the state of the country.
Me: What’s the world coming to?
Nell: Don’t you start.
Me: Is Poppy still behaving strangely?
Nell: She’s walking around brandishing her sword in a pirate’s hat and a long cloak but she often does that on a Sunday.
Me: I hope she takes it off when she’s cooking the Sunday roast.
Nell: Of course she does. It’s strictly chef whites in the kitchen.
Me: That’s a relief.
Nell: Now, what’s your opinion on ponchos?
Me: I’m not sure I have one.
Nell: Rupert suggested I might like to wear a poncho on my trip to London tomorrow. He says it’s both stylish and practical.
Me: It’s a good idea as long as it’s not too stripy.
Nell: Rupert doesn’t do stripes. It’s a gentle forest green and made of the softest wool.
Me: Sounds perfect and it will keep you warm in the sidecar.
Nell: Yes, that’s what Rupert said.
Me: Knitwear Wolf is so kind and caring.
Nell: I hope this sword awareness course goes well.
Me: I just can’t see Poppy listening to cats.
Nell: That’s what The Cat said.
Me: And did she listen?
Nell: No.
Me: Sorry.
