Me: My pocketful of happiness this morning is the beautiful view from my bedroom window and two sleeping dogs.
Nell: I notice David and I are not included.
Me: You were downstairs, Nell. Only Poppy and Harriet sleep upstairs.
Nell: How did you sleep?
Me: Much better. I dosed myself up on paracetamol every 4 hours and that seemed to help.
Nell: You’re still talking to the doctor later.
Me: Let’s see. I might be over the worst of it.
Nell: Fine, but if you don’t improve I’m getting straight on to the iBone and booking you in.
Me: Agreed.
Nell: Now, I know today is Shel’s last day staying with us but you mustn’t be sad because he’ll be back soon.
Me: He’s such a dear friend.
Nell: And a great admirer of mine.
Me: He loves all you dogs.
Nell: I think you’ll find I have a special place in his heart.
Me: He’s known you since you were a pup.
Nell: We’ve grown old together.
Me: Less of the old please, Nell. I’m feeling every year of my age at the moment.
Nell: That’s understandable.
Me: I was talking to Alex’s children and they’re back at work and finding it really hard to accept that life carries on without her.
Nell: Yes.
Me: It feels like the world should have stopped turning.
Nell: It did for a while.
Me: Yes. We were all in limbo and now we have to move on.
Nell: You’re staying exactly where you are today.
Me: Don’t worry. I’m not going anywhere.
Nell: Talking of worry, you forgot to let everyone know that you tested negative for Covid a few days ago.
Me: I kept meaning to tell them.
Nell: You’ve had a lot on your mind.
Me: Yes, I have. Sorry.
