Poppy has Fun and Nell has Choices

Me: It was lovely seeing you all having fun in the activity field.

Nell: We enjoy it there.

Me: And especially good to see little Poppy running around happily.

Nell: Yes.

Me: Although there’s more sniffari than activity going on for some.

Nell: Excuse me?

Me: You do like to sniff your way around the field.

Nell: At my age, one prefers to take one’s time.

Me: Talking of age, is there anything in particular you’d like to do on your birthday?

Nell: Lionel was asking me that.

Me: Was he indeed?

Nell: He suggested a little trip on his boat.

Me: No way. We’re not having you kidnapped again by that dreadful lion.

Nell: Don’t be so dramatic. He was merely suggesting a sail around Burgh Island and a lovely lunch at the hotel.

Me: I hope you refused.

Nell: I did nothing of the sort. I said I’d think about it.

Me: What about Knitwear Wolf? He might have planned something.

Nell: As a matter of fact Rupert and Tracey suggested a trip up to Dartmoor.

Me: That sounds wonderful.

Nell: Rupert offered to take me on his motorbike and Tracey has promised me one of her lovely apple pies.

Me: There’s nothing better than a good homemade pie with Dartmoor clotted cream. Did you agree?

Nell: I thanked them and said I’d consider it.

Me: Well, I know which option I would choose.

Nell: Fortunately the decision is mine and what I choose to do now is listen to Sunday Songs followed by one of Poppy’s excellent roasts.

Me: Is Dave helping?

Nell: David is on Yorkshire puddings which spells disaster to me.

Me: Yes. Maybe Tracey’s brought us one of her delicious apple pies?

Nell: The only pies in this house are Poppy’s.

Me: Yes. Sorry.

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