Reckless Behaviour

Me: Can we discuss your reckless behaviour?

Nell: More toast?

Me: Don’t try and distract me.

Nell: I can recommend the strawberry jam. Malcolm made it from our own strawberries.

Me: I didn’t know Malcolm made jam.

Nell: He can turn his beak to most things. He’s an enterprising young flamingo.

Me: He isn’t that young anymore.

Nell: He is to me.

Me: I know what you mean. His shyness gives him a sense of vulnerability.

Nell: Quite. More tea?

Me: No. I want to talk about your behaviour down at the river.

Nell: David was telling me that people have started waving at him when he goes into town.

Me: Why?

Nell: Everyone wants to meet the Mayor of Kingsbridge.

Me: Except he isn’t.

Nell: Personally, I don’t think that dreadful seagull stands a chance.

Me: Going back to your behaviour, there we were quietly walking along the riverbank to find a safe place to swim when you disappeared.

Nell: A slight exaggeration. I’m a Labrador not a magician.

Me: I kept calling your name but to no avail. I was so worried.

Nell: There was no need.

Me: Yes, there was. You had recklessly decided to clamber down a particularly dangerous bank instead of waiting.

Nell: I felt the urge to paddle.

Me: The safe place was only minutes away.

Nell: Sometimes a girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do.

Me: Why are you talking with an American accent?

Nell: Why not? If Rupert can say ‘chill’ then I can say ‘gotta’.

Me: Something strange is going on. Do you know Knitwear Wolf was wearing a baseball cap when he went out this morning?

Nell: He’s Canadian.

Me: I know but he’s more of a Panama hatted wolf.

Nell: Go with the flow, girl.

Me: Yes. Sorry.

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