Me: My pocketful of happiness is walking around the activity field with you all in the late afternoon sunshine.
Nell: Wearing factor 50, a hat, sunglasses and a cardigan.
Me: And that’s just Dave.
Nell: No, it isn’t.
Me: It was a joke.
Nell: Having skin cancer is not a joke.
Me: I know and I’m being very careful so there’s no need to worry.
Nell: Easy for you to say.
Me: It was so lovely to be able to enjoy a little of the beautiful weather and the glorious Devon countryside.
Nell: Yes, and it’s sensible to keep away from the beach at the moment because it’s half term holiday and very busy.
Me: And I’m not sure I can do the beach walk yet.
Nell: One small step at a time. I’ve been feeling rather achy myself.
Me: You’re having your monthly arthritis injection tomorrow and seeing Chloe for massage and hydrotherapy so that will help.
Nell: Good. I’m in need of a little pampering. All this worry about you and then the Beefy attack on David has been a bit much.
Me: What Beefy attack? Are you saying they tried to harm my Big Brave Beautiful Boy?
Nell: Have you noticed the daisies and buttercups are particularly plentiful this year?
Me: Stop changing the subject. Tell me.
Nell: The Beefies tried to steal David’s mayoral chain.
Me: The scoundrels.
Nell: He was cutting the ribbon for a new business in Kingsbridge when they swooped down.
Me: How frightening.
Nell: Fortunately his bodyguard chased them away.
Me: I didn’t know he had a bodyguard.
Nell: He doesn’t always but she was there that day and managed to scare them away with her sword.
Me: Poppy is Dave’s bodyguard?
Nell: Can you think of anyone fiercer?
Me: No. Sorry.
