Me: My pocketful of happiness is watching you dogs enjoying yourselves in the activity field.
Nell: Yes. It was lovely to be out in the sunshine. Although I decided to take it slowly as it was quite warm.
Me: So did I. It was good to see Dave back to his old self again.
Nell: Yes. Poppy made him a nourishing lunch.
Me: Salad, or soup?
Nell: Don’t be silly. A steak sandwich. Crusts on.
Me: Well, it worked. He’s in fine form.
Nell: He was talking to his Deputy Mayors and they agreed to take on a few of his engagements this weekend.
Me: Wait a minute. Did you just say Deputy Mayors?
Nell: I did.
Me: There’s no such thing.
Nell: I think Henry and Horst would beg to disagree.
Me: What have Henry and Horst got to do with it?
Nell: They’re the Deputy Mayors. Do keep up.
Me: Seriously?
Nell: Haven’t you noticed their mayoral chains?
Me: They’re woodlice, Nell. I can hardly see them, let alone what they’re wearing.
Nell: Well look harder.
Me: You know Dave isn’t actually the Mayor of Kingsbridge.
Nell: Monday is a Bank Holiday, so this weekend is going to be particularly busy with countless mayoral appearances and David is particularly grateful for their help.
Me: I give up.
Nell: Everyone loves Henry and Horst. They’re so funny.
Me: Nobody can hear them.
Nell: It’s going to be a busy and fun-filled weekend.
Me: You sound like a campaign manager.
Nell: No need for that. David is going to be in office for quite a while. The latest opinion polls put him far ahead of his rival.
Me: What rival?
Nell: Stephen Seagull. You didn’t think the Beefies were just going to let this happen, did you?
Me: No. Sorry.
