Me: What a lovely day you had yesterday.
Nell: Yes, it was delightful.
Me: So many people from all over the world wishing you a Happy Birthday.
Nell: It was extremely kind.
Me: Rupert gave you the most beautiful woollen shawl in a lovely soft brown to match your eyes.
Nell: He did, and the book of poetry from Lionel was also extremely thoughtful.
Me: It was, to be fair.
Nell: As a poet myself I like to dip my paw into the work of others.
Me: And Dave sang you a sea shanty he learnt from Tony.
Nell: I could have done without the llamas in bell bottomed trousers.
Me: I loved that.
Nell: You would. What on earth was Princess doing in a long blonde wig?
Me: She was a mermaid, Nell.
Nell: Mermaids shouldn’t clap themselves.
Me: It’s a seal thing.
Nell: Poppy’s scones were delicious, however.
Me: And she let you use her sword to cut the cake.
Nell: If you ask me, I think Poppy’s sword should stay safely under her pillow for the time being. She may have got off scot free for now but she is still under suspicion.
Me: But she didn’t use her sword to burst the Blue Mushroom delivery balloons, Nell.
Nell: I know.
Me: She used her bow and arrow.
Nell: I beg your pardon?
Me: It’s only us.
Nell: Be careful. Mushrooms have ears.
Me: You’re right. Couldn’t we just dig that thing up?
Nell: Apparently not. It has a licence to trade.
Me: In our garden?
Nell: It sounds unlikely to me too. Woodlouse and Woodlouse are looking into it.
Me: Henry and Horst are so talented.
Nell: Yes, they’re not to be underestimated.
Me: Rather like Poppy.
Nell: Poppy was inside all day.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
