Nell: Come along now. Stop dawdling. Let’s see a spring in your step.
Me: It’s so wet and miserable, Nell. I think I might have lost my spring.
Nell: Just keep walking. The others are far ahead of us now. Look at David rolling on his back.
Me: Activity fields aren’t much fun in the rain.
Nell: Yes, they are and there’s a nice cup of tea and one of Poppy’s scones waiting for you when we get home.
Me: If there are any left after yesterday’s Hang the Medal on the Lion celebration.
Nell: Don’t be such a grumpy guts. Lionel was extremely honoured by his gift.
Me: He doesn’t deserve it.
Nell: That remains to be seen.
Me: He wears it all the time, even at breakfast.
Nell: Yes. That’s the whole idea.
Me: I’m surprised Henry and Horst were involved.
Nell: They enjoy a party as much as the next woodlouse.
Me: And what was that wild dance about?
Nell: Gladys likes to demonstrate her feelings through interpretive dance, you know that.
Me: I didn’t expect Lionel to join in. I’m surprised the medallion didn’t fall off.
Nell: Yes, we were all most relieved. Gladys did well.
Me: I have no idea what you’re talking about.
Nell: I know why you’re grumpy.
Me: Do you?
Nell: Yes, you’re seeing the dentist later and you don’t like dentists.
Me: I don’t mind the actual dentist. It’s the rest of it I’m not keen on.
Nell: Nobody is. The best thing to do is just grin and bear it. It’ll be over soon.
Me: Yes, you’re right.
Nell: Now, one more turn around the field and then we can go home.
Me: Thank you for looking out for me, Nell.
Nell: You and me always. Remember?
Me: Yes. Sorry.
