It’s All a Bit Tiring

Me: It’s wonderful to have everyone together again, isn’t it?

Nell: Yes, although Poppy and Harriet might be in need of a quiet few moments.

Me: Why do you say that?

Nell: I found Poppy outside on the table this morning and Harriet pretending to be asleep on your garden chair.

Me: Bless them. I’m not surprised they’re a bit tired. It’s all been rather full on.

Nell: I didn’t appreciate being squished between the two children in the car yesterday.

Me: It was the only way you could come to the station to collect Chris.

Nell: It’s usually just me.

Me: I know but they wanted to come too and he was delighted to see them. They rushed into his arms and they’ve hardly left his side since.

Nell: David slept in Chris’s bed.

Me: Oh dear.

Nell: I told him not to but he said nobody would notice.

Me; Darling Big Brave Beautiful Boy. He thinks he’s small.

Nell: Well, he isn’t.

Me: Chris doesn’t mind.

Nell: David is supposed to sleep downstairs with me.

Me: He just needed a few extra cuddles.

Nell: I hope he remembers he’s opening the village fete this afternoon.

Me: I’m sure he does.

Nell: I heard him telling Chris they could go paddle boarding.

Me: They can go beforehand. They’ve got plenty of time. Knitwear Wolf could take them down to the beach on his motorbike.

Nell: The Mayor of Kingsbridge can’t turn up to address his public all salty-faced with sand between his claws.

Me: I don’t see why not.

Nell: His chain is already a little rusty.

Me: That’s because it’s a safety chain.

Nell: You do realise The Cat found marmalade in his feathers.

Me: Dave hasn’t got feathers.

Nell: His feathered hat. Do keep up.

Me: Sorry.

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