Me: Why were you growling at Andre?
Nell: I needed him to listen to me.
Me: You’re an attention seeker. You wanted him to stroke you.
Nell: I am not.
Me: You’re as bad as Dave.
Nell: I’m nothing like David.
Me: Not usually, but you have your moments.
Nell: Why are you up so early? It’s Sunday.
Me: Kev is taking Andre to the station and I want to say goodbye. He’s flying back to Berlin today.
Nell: Now, the children are going to be sad that their father has gone back to Germany so I was thinking Sunday Songs could include a little more audience participation.
Me: Good idea.
Nell: What do you think about riding a llama?
Me: I think the llama wouldn’t like it at all.
Nell: Not you. The children.
Me: I think they’d love it.
Nell: The llamas agree. Knitwear Wolf has made them secure saddles and The Cat has organised sequinned cowboy hats, boots and helmets.
Me: Why do the llamas need helmets?
Nell: The helmets are for the children. The llamas will be wearing the cowboy hats and boots.
Me: Any particular reason why?
Nell: Health and Safety.
Me: I don’t think cowboy hats are going to protect anyone.
Nell: I’m talking about the helmets.
Me: I see.
Nell: The Welsh Corgi Choir will kick off proceedings with a lively rendition of ‘Oh What A Beautiful Morning’ which I am happy to say it is.
Me: Yes. It’s lovely to see the sun again.
Nell: Hot dogs will be served in the interval.
Me: We don’t usually have an interval, or hot dogs.
Nell: Just because something doesn’t usually happen doesn’t mean it can’t.
Me: True.
Nell: Now, come and say goodbye to Andre before the line dancing begins.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
