Me: You don’t mind trains and stations, do you?
Nell: No, I find them quite interesting.
Me: The noise doesn’t bother you at all.
Nell: To be fair, our local station isn’t exactly London Paddington.
Me: True. You were very pleased to see Shel.
Nell: We all were.
Me: I noticed you cuddling up to him later.
Nell: It’s important to make visitors feel welcome.
Me: Shel’s like family.
Nell: Even more important then.
Me: He’s very sad about Poppy. He says the house is awfully quiet without her.
Nell: He doesn’t have her issuing orders in his head.
Me: What’s she saying?
Nell: It’s Saturday so David needs to make sure Shel has a proper English breakfast. Bacon, eggs, mushroom and tomatoes.
Me: Are you sure Poppy said that?
Nell: Absolutely. She knows we’ve been having a lot of German breakfasts recently.
Me: Only that sounds like something you, or Dave, would say.
Nell: Moving on, you will be pleased to hear David has listened to Poppy’s advice and is busy grilling bacon as we speak.
Me: I can smell it.
Nell: Herr Hoffmann has been given a well earned morning off.
Me: Will Dave manage alone?
Nell: Malcolm and Manuel are there too.
Me: Let me know if there’s anything I can do to help.
Nell: You’re best leaving it to the experts.
Me: But Dave isn’t an expert, Nell. He’s only partially trained.
Nell: He has Poppy’s recipe book, winning ways and a willingness to learn. What more could you possibly want?
Me: I just hope the bacon doesn’t get eaten by mistake.
Nell: Bacon is meant to be eaten. Anyway, Poppy’s instructions allow for Chef’s Treats so there’s nothing to be worried about.
Me: Chef’s Treats?
Nell: Extra bacon. Do keep up.
Me: I see. Sorry.
