Me: Look at Marvin in his new raincoat. Isn’t he adorable?
Nell: He’s not happy.
Me: I know but it can get very cold and wet in Toronto. Chris and Shannon are just keeping him safe and warm.
Nell: Don’t expect me to wear one.
Me: I won’t. You have Devon hair and it isn’t half as cold here.
Nell: Devon hair?
Me: Your hair’s become a lot thicker and wavier since we moved down here.
Nell: You’re making me sound like a poodle.
Me: You were quite sprightly on our walk yesterday. The hydro and massage with Chloe must have done you good.
Nell: In my opinion we should skip the hydro part and go straight to the warming mat.
Me: You’re not going there to sleep, Nell.
Nell: Thanksgiving dinner was a delight.
Me: You’re changing the subject.
Nell: Everyone had a wonderful time.
Me: Yes, we did. Pickled red cabbage isn’t usually on the menu but it was delicious.
Nell: Herr Hoffmann was giving it a German twist.
Me: Poppy would have been proud.
Nell: She was, apart from the turkey incident.
Me: Are you talking about Dave?
Nell: Who else would eat that many slices that fast?
Me: I think it was a misunderstanding. I was holding out the plate in an inviting sort of way.
Nell: You were counting the slices to make sure everyone got some and then David took them.
Me: Not all of them.
Nell: Most of them.
Me: Luckily there was a lot more in the kitchen.
Nell: It was disgraceful behaviour.
Me: He didn’t mean it. Mistakes happen.
Nell: Sally didn’t help by laughing and saying, ‘Oh Davey.’
Me: She loves him.
Nell: Everyone loves David but it still doesn’t mean he can eat all the turkey.
Me: No. Sorry.
