Me: You three look rather tired. Any particular reason?
Nell: Too many Poppys in the house. It’s completely exhausting.
Me: Some of them are quieter than others.
Nell: Which isn’t saying much. Can you hear them all downstairs?
Me: Yes. What are they doing?
Nell: Making a picnic. Rupert’s taking them down to the beach later in his sidecar.
Me: Knitwear Wolf is such a kind animal. Will they all fit?
Nell: They’re used to squashing.
Me: Poppy isn’t.
Nell: Poppy’s sitting behind him. She needs room for her sword.
Me: Have we got enough helmets? I know Knitwear Wolf has quite a few but possibly not eight in Poppy’s size.
Nell: Don’t worry. The Cat has a large selection in its dressing up box.
Me: Is there anything it doesn’t have in there?
Nell: Not that I know of.
Me: I love picnics.
Nell: Don’t even suggest we join them. David, Harriet and I are going to enjoy the peace and quiet.
Me: Did I see them Gliding with Gladys this morning?
Nell: Yes. Petunia is a big hit with the llamas. They’re all vegans you know.
Me: I think we say herbivores.
Nell: Petunia doesn’t.
Me: Do we know when they’re leaving?
Nell: The llamas aren’t going anywhere. This is their home. You can’t cast them out just because they prefer a plant based diet.
Me: I meant Poppy’s sisters.
Nell: Poppy’s flying them all home on Saturday. We need them gone before Naughty Nigel and Boo arrive.
Me: Are they coming to stay?
Nell: Of course. It’s your sister Charlotte’s birthday on Saturday and she’s staying at the Cottage Hotel.
Me: Oh yes. Kev and I are joining her for dinner.
Nell: What about me? It’s my favourite hotel.
Me: No dogs in the dining room. Sorry.
