Making Memories

Nell: We’re finally all together again.

Me: Yes, and it’s absolutely wonderful.

Nell: Chris and Shannon were delighted to see me at the station.

Me: They were.

Nell: And rather pleased to see you too.

Me: I adore the moment when you see the train pull into the station and you know you’re about to be reunited. It’s magical.

Nell: Yes, it is.

Me: Although it was spoilt a little by you barking at an innocent dog on another platform.

Nell: It was showing off.

Me: It was just excited.

Nell: Are we going down to the beach today?

Me: Yes, it’s their favourite place.

Nell: The children certainly enjoy themselves.

Me: We all do. It doesn’t matter what the weather is like it’s always lovely.

Nell: I agree.

Me: You have your massage and hydrotherapy with Chloe today, Nell.

Nell: I know.

Me: So, you won’t mind not joining us at the Cottage Hotel for lunch.

Nell: I beg your pardon?

Me: I’m not sure about the weather so we might have to sit inside and dogs can’t go everywhere.

Nell: I’m not any dog.

Me: And you’ll want to be well rested before you see Chloe.

Nell: I will not. I’ll want a prawn sandwich and a bowl of chips.

Me: Let’s see what the weather does.

Nell: Don’t forget it’s Chris’s birthday on Thursday.

Me: I won’t.

Nell: He’ll be 35 so hats must be worn.

Me: I wish I was 35.

Nell: No use crying over spilt biscuits.

Me: You mean milk.

Nell: I do not.

Me: The spilt milk is for the fairies.

Nell: Here we go.

Me: Folklore says there’s no use in crying over spilt milk because the fairies will have it.

Nell: Well that’s nonsense. Fairies much prefer biscuits.

Me: Oh. Sorry.

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