Breakfast in Bed

Me: What do you think of Breakfast in Bed?

Nell: It’s an excellent idea. Especially when it’s cold and you’re still in recovery.

Me: Yes, that’s what I thought. A chance for me to unwind and relax.

Nell: Exactly, and begin the day a little more slowly.

Me: The thing about Breakfast in Bed is that you shouldn’t have an audience.

Nell: An audience?

Me: Of Labradors watching your every move.

Nell: At least we’re showing Respect and Restraint.

Me: Really?

Nell: We are sitting quietly next to the bed Being Encouraging and Supportive. Poppy is sitting on the bed Being Pushy and Slightly Fierce.

Me: It’s not as if you haven’t had your breakfast already.

Nell: One breakfast is rarely enough.

Me: But it’s only sourdough toast. Nothing fancy.

Nell: Toast is meant to be shared.

Me: This is not very relaxing.

Nell: It’s better than being downstairs. Trust me. The kitchen is full of mackerel.

Me: Any particular reason why?

Nell: There was an early morning Beefy attack.

Me: Oh dear.

Nell: Fortunately Poppy had her lacrosse stick to paw so she caught most of them.

Me: The Beefies?

Nell: No, the mackerel. Do try and be a little realistic.

Me: I didn’t know Poppy played lacrosse.

Nell: Oh yes. In her schooldays she was an excellent player and she still enjoys a game.

Me: What’s happening with the mackerel?

Nell: Fortunately it’s still fresh so Manuel is making mackerel paella.

Me: I’m not sure I want mackerel in my paella.

Nell: It isn’t for you. Princess and Sir Roger Blubbery are having a romantic lunch. We think he might propose.

Me: How exciting.

Nell: Do you want those crusts?

Me: Not really.

Nell: Well, share them then, please. We’ve been waiting for ages.

Me: Of course. Sorry.

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