Me: I do my best thinking down by the sea.
Nell: Yes, the beach is an excellent place for quiet contemplation.
Me: Even though it was quite grey and cold there was an optimistic light in the sky.
Nell: Here we go.
Me: A gentle glow on the horizon promising better times are ahead.
Nell: If you say so.
Me: I know you saw it too.
Nell: I did, actually. And it’s only a few weeks before the better times begin, isn’t it?
Me: Only 18 more sleeps to be exact.
Nell: You had better explain to everyone.
Me: Alice and the grandchildren are arriving from Germany on 17th March and Chris and Shannon from Canada on 20th.
Nell: Yes. A family reunion.
Me: I can’t wait.
Nell: I know.
Me: I’m so glad Shannon is joining us too. The last time we were all together like this was March 2020.
Nell: Just before lockdown.
Me: What a strange few years it has been. So much has happened. Our world has changed.
Nell: It has.
Me: Faye will be 4 in May and Jonathan Sky will be 7 in September.
Nell: Goodness me.
Me: And Chris will turn 35 while he’s here.
Nell: A birthday. There will have to be cake.
Me: Yes. I’m so excited.
Nell: You said that before.
Me: But I am.
Nell: I know. We all are. Now, do you want your bacon sandwich downstairs by the fire?
Me: Yes, please.
Nell: It’s rather cold so I think you should wear your fluffy hat for Sunday Songs.
Me: Did I see Tracey out in the field?
Nell: Yes. She’s knitted beanies for the Welsh corgi choir.
Me: How kind of her.
Nell: Tracey is kind.
Me: Just like Knitwear Wolf.
Nell: I know.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
