Nell: Can you see properly again?
Me: Yes. Thank goodness. I didn’t like having blurry vision.
Nell: Nobody does.
Me: They were very kind to me at the hospital and I was well looked after. Thank goodness for our wonderful NHS.
Nell: Yes, you have certainly been making the most of their services recently.
Me: I know. To be honest I wouldn’t mind not seeing the inside of a hospital or doctors surgery for a while.
Nell: I understand. Did anyone follow you?
Me: We don’t think so, although there were a few suspicious Beefies circling around screeching.
Nell: Wretched nosey barkers.
Me: Don’t you mean nosey parkers?
Nell: No.
Me: It’s Tony’s birthday today, by the way.
Nell: Yes, I know. David has written a poem for him.
Me: Really?
Nell: He’s expanding his skills.
Me: I’m impressed.
Nell: You haven’t heard it yet.
Me: I’m sure it’s a lovely poem.
Nell: Would you like to hear it?
Me: Very much.
Nell: ‘My name is Dave and I’d like to say
That my Best Buddy Tony has a birthday today.
Tony is kind
Tony is tough
Cuddles with Tony
Are never enough.
If I ruled the world
Which I won’t cos I’m not clever
I’d keep Tony with me
For ever and ever.
So Happy Birthday dear Tony
So noble and brave
From all of your fans
And from me your mate Dave.‘
Me: I think it’s a marvellous poem. Tony will love it.
Nell: It’s not bad. He’s definitely improving.
Me: Yes, darling Big Brave Beautiful Boy.
Nell: January is a busy birthday month. Tony’s today, Shannon’s on Saturday and yours on Monday.
Me: I hope Kev will be home for my birthday.
Nell: Of course he will. He wouldn’t miss it for the world.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
