Me: Was that you barking orders at everyone?
Nell: Harriet was taking too long texting with Jim the Farm Dog on her iBone. We’re making a television series. There’s no time for idle chit chat.
Me: We’re not making it yet. We’ve got to raise the funds for the pilot episode first.
Nell: I know but look what we’ve managed to raise already.
Me: Yes, it’s absolutely amazing. People are being so generous. We can actually do this if we all pull together.
Nell: We can. We just have to keep spreading the word.
Me: Every little helps and each donation is one step closer to making this dream come true.
Nell: Yes. Onwards and Upwards.
Me: You don’t have to use that megaphone, Nell. Your voice is loud enough. It’s hurting my ears.
Nell: Stop complaining. Anyone would think you were a llama.
Me: I know my hair’s a bit fluffy this morning but it’s not that bad.
Nell: I’m talking about overreacting. One of the llamas fell over when David shut his clapperboard and then they all followed suit. Ridiculous animals.
Me: I think Dave might be getting a little carried away with it all.
Nell: He nearly felt the sharp end of Poppy’s sword at breakfast.
Me: Oh dear.
Nell: I shouted ‘Take two’ and he thought I meant the bacon sandwiches.
Me: It’s an easy mistake to make.
Nell: Poppy was not amused.
Me: Is there any particular reason why she’s wearing jodhpurs and long boots today?
Nell: It’s got nothing to do with horses. She gave up riding years ago. Now, where’s my director’s chair?
Me: You do realise Shel’s directing, don’t you? You and I are going to be more low key.
Nell: Low key? It’s called Conversations with Nell.
Me: Of course. Sorry.
