Me: Poppy is in an awfully good mood this morning. She’s smiling away.
Nell: It’s Bank Holiday Monday and the sun is shining. Everyone’s in a good mood.
Me: Dave isn’t. He’s downstairs with Knitwear Wolf looking properly hassled.
Nell: He’s the Mayor of Kingsbridge. He has responsibilities.
Me: Except he isn’t actually the mayor.
Nell: Rupert is probably helping him with his mayoral calendar.
Me: I thought that was Henry and Horst’s job.
Nell: They are Deputy Mayors. All the organisational side is run by his Chief of Staff but he’s gone to the beach.
Me: Who’s that?
Nell: Sir Roger Blubbery.
Me: Who isn’t actually a ‘sir’ at all because he was knighted by Poppy.
Nell: Potato potahto.
Me: I’m not sure choosing a seal as your Chief of Staff is a wise choice. They’re not very flexible if you know what I mean.
Nell: Haven’t you seen Sir Roger somersault? I’d like to see you do that.
Me: No, you wouldn’t.
Nell: The clapping is annoying, however.
Me: It’s a seal thing. We still don’t know why Dave is worried.
Nell: I do.
Me: Tell me.
Nell: Stephen Seagull and the Beefies have launched a campaign against him.
Me: What a nasty thing to do.
Nell: A large flock of Beefies flew over this morning carrying a banner.
Me: What did it say?
Nell: ‘Down with Dave. Support Stephen.‘
Me: How rude.
Nell: My sentiments exactly.
Me: Stephen Seagull would make an awful Mayor of Kingsbridge.
Nell: Yes, he would.
Me: My darling Big Brave Beautiful Boy is the perfect dog for the job. Nobody could be a better Mayor of Kingsbridge.
Nell: That’s exactly what I’ve been telling you for weeks. You just wouldn’t listen. I’m glad you’ve finally come to your senses.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
