Nell: Have you seen David? Gladys and the llamas need him to practise Kev’s birthday dance.
Me: I didn’t know there was a birthday dance.
Nell: Of course. Tomorrow at ten in the field. Line dancing at ten followed by bacon sandwiches at eleven. Do keep up.
Me: Right. Dave’s with Jonathan chatting about crabbing and how he didn’t even catch one.
Nell: You mean the trip to Dartmouth I didn’t go on.
Me: You were at your massage and hydrotherapy with Chloe. You couldn’t have gone.
Nell: It would have been nice to be asked.
Me: Chloe told Kev you fell asleep during your massage.
Nell: It’s been a busy time recently.
Me: It certainly has.
Nell: And it’s going to get busier with Kev’s birthday tomorrow and Chris arriving on Friday.
Me: I know. It’s all very exciting.
Nell: Tomorrow is also the last day of the competition.
Me: Yes.
Nell: So, are we going to discuss what happened last night? I know you have a vivid imagination but that was ridiculous.
Me: I was very tired. I’d done a lot of driving.
Nell: Yes. You went to bed early and then called down to Kev a few hours later to come upstairs quickly because there was a mouse eating an apple on the landing.
Me: Yes.
Nell: Or something bigger?
Me: I thought it might have been a rat.
Nell: And what was it?
Me: Jonathan’s socks rolled into a ball.
Nell: Which you realised when you put the light on.
Me: Kev and I couldn’t stop laughing. He said he kept wondering where the mouse had found an apple.
Nell: Absolute nonsense.
Me: We live on a farm, Nell. It could have been a mouse.
Nell: It was a pair of socks.
Me: I know. Sorry.
