Me: Why are we in the field?
Nell: I need a quiet talk with you alone.
Me: Oh dear.
Nell: Word has come to me that not only were you at the Cottage Hotel yesterday, without me again I hasten to add, but you were also photographed sitting on the beach like Mrs No Friends and swimming without a hat.
Me: It was cloudy, Nell. I was wrapped up and wearing my factor 50 suncream and Mrs No Friends is a bit harsh.
Nell: What about your hat?
Me: I took it off briefly when I was swimming in the sea.
Nell: And when you were with Faye.
Me: She needed a Granny cuddle and it had started raining.
Nell: All the more reason to wear a hat. Do you think the Welsh Corgi Choir could survive Sunday Songs without their hats?
Me: They survived being knocked down by a boulder so I don’t think being hatless in the rain is going to bother them.
Nell: You have to be careful.
Me: It was nearly 4pm. It’s the midday sun I need to avoid and it wasn’t even sunny.
Nell: I worry about you.
Me: The doctors told me I need to live my life and enjoying special times with the family is good for my well being.
Nell: You still need to be careful.
Me: Was Our Penguin spying on me again?
Nell: He might have been and it wasn’t spying. He’s part of your Protection Unit?
Me: Protection unit?
Nell: It’s a Land, Sea and Air operation.
Me: Seriously?
Nell: You don’t think I’m going to let you out and about unprotected, do you?
Me: You’ll be involving Henry and Horst next.
Nell: Why do you think I needed you to wear your hat?
Me: Of course. Sorry.
