Better Times Are Ahead

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.

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