What a lovely Day

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.

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