Me: Poppy’s in one of her playful moods today .
Nell: Yes. She’s a little skittish this morning.
Me: She wouldn’t let me write in peace.
Nell: She wants to be the centre of attention.
Me: She was the same with Dave. He was having a peaceful post pancake nap until she bit his ear.
Nell: Very provoking.
Me: He didn’t mind. Darling Big Brave Beautiful Boy.
Nell: The bear has gone to the beach, by the way.
Me: Did he take his bathers?
Nell: Yes, and a big towel.
Me: Good. The sea’s a bit chilly at this time of year.
Nell: Poppy made him some honey sandwiches and a large flask of coffee.
Me: Not tea?
Nell: He’s a German bear. They prefer coffee.
Me: I presume Knitwear Wolf took him on his motorbike?
Nell: Yes. Rupert managed to get him into the sidecar eventually with David’s help.
Me: Sidecars aren’t built for bears.
Nell: He kept falling asleep and losing his goggles.
Me: Goggles?
Nell: One needs goggles as well as a helmet when travelling on motorbikes. Do keep up.
Me: Is Rupert going swimming too?
Nell: He might do a little paddle boarding. It depends.
Me: On the weather?
Nell: No, on whether he can leave the bear alone.
Me: Yes, I don’t think he should be left alone really.
Nell: No. Although Lionel said he was going to be around.
Me: What?
Nell: He even suggested taking Herr Hoffmann over to the island for tea. Wasn’t that nice of him?
Me: Herr Hoffmann only drinks coffee.
Nell: You know what I mean.
Me: I don’t want my bear going anywhere with that lion.
Nell: Oh, it’s your bear now, is it?
Me: Yes. He’s my friend and I don’t trust Lionel and neither should you. Sorry.
