Me: I had the biggest snuggle with Dave this morning.. It was glorious. Darling Big Brave Beautiful Boy.
Nell: Poppy and Harriet are the same. Look at them rolling around on the bed.
Me: Maybe we should change Sunday to Snuggle Day?
Nell: Don’t be silly.
Me: Just saying.
Nell: It’s this awful weather. It happens every year. As soon as the schools break up the rain starts falling.
Me: Yes. It’s a shame. I don’t see you getting snuggly.
Nell: I’m far too busy for all that nonsense.
Me: On a Sunday?
Nell: Time doesn’t stop for us creatives, you know. Have you posted the link?
Me: Today?
Nell: Every day, please. We’re nearly at £4,000 in a week. That’s a third already.
Me: I know. It’s so exciting. Here it is: https://gofund.me/42cc1159.
Nell: People have been extremely generous.
Me: They have. I’m so very thankful for their support.
Nell: We all are.
Me: On another note, what do you feel about sweet potatoes?
Nell: I beg your pardon?
Me: With the Sunday roast?
Nell: Instead of real ones?
Me: They are real.
Nell: I’m not sure about that at all. I need my roast potatoes.
Me: They’ll still be roasted.
Nell: It’s not the same. You’ll be suggesting we skip the Yorkshire puddings next.
Me: We could manage without.
Nell: Absolutely not. David would be devastated.
Me: Stop being such a fuddy-duddy. Go with the flow.
Nell: Nobody is messing with our Sunday roast so don’t even think of mentioning it to Poppy.
Me: She’s the one chopping up sweet potatoes.
Nell: What? Next, you’ll be telling me Sunday Songs is cancelled.
Me: It’s still happening but the llamas are singing and the corgis are cartwheeling.
Nell: Seriously?
Me: Just joking. Fancy a snuggle?
Nell: Enough.
Me: Sorry.
