Me: It was good to see Tony again, wasn’t it?
Nell: Yes. It always brightens our day.
Me: Especially Dave’s.
Nell: True.
Me: You can see how big Dave is when he stands on two legs. Harriet seems tiny in comparison.
Nell: David is an extremely large animal.
Me: Darling Big Brave Beautiful Boy.
Nell: So, what do you think of Sally’s news?
Me: You mean the fact that Sally suspects the Baddies are planning to steal the King’s jewels at his coronation in May?
Nell: What part of keeping it confidential didn’t you understand?
Me: You’re the one who brought it up.
Nell: I was being deliberately vague.
Me: No one is going to tell anyone. We don’t have Baddies in our group.
Nell: You don’t know that.
Me: I do.
Nell: I shall certainly be keeping my eyes and ears wide open when I’m there.
Me: Where?
Nell: At the King’s Coronation.
Me: You mean you’re invited?
Nell: Of course. The late Queen and I were great friends.
Me: Were you really?
Nell: Yes. You know we were. We regularly took tea together and she always enjoyed our little chats.
Me: A bit like you and me then?
Nell: Nothing at all like you and me actually. Conversations with you are quite different.
Me: Thank you.
Nell: You’re a constant worry for a start.
Me: Why?
Nell: Dreaming up all sorts of nonsense.
Me: People seem to like it.
Nell: Losing your grip on what’s real and what isn’t.
Me: Are you taking a plus one to the King’s Coronation?
Nell: Yes, and No, I’m not taking you.
Me: I’d be awfully well behaved, Nell. I could wear my new fluffy hat.
Nell: The King’s Coronation is a time for tiaras not hats.
Me: Yes, of course. Sorry.
