Me: It was lovely to see Tony again, wasn’t it? We missed him while he was on holiday.
Nell: David didn’t need to throw himself at him.
Me: Tony doesn’t mind. He and Dave are best friends. Don’t forget they hadn’t seen each other for over a week.
Nell: Dorothy’s my best friend but a simple nod and a smile is more than sufficient as a greeting.
Me: You’re not Dave. He’s just a giant ball of emotion. Darling Big Brave Beautiful Boy.
Nell: He shocked the life out of Elliot the Gardener.
Me: I know he did. Elliot wasn’t expecting such a large animal.
Nell: Nobody does.
Me: Elliot’s done a good job of clearing the garden, hasn’t he?
Nell: Yes.
Me: There’s just some painting and de-cluttering to be done before the photographer comes and takes photos of the house and then it goes on the market.
Nell: I don’t like this at all.
Me: I know you don’t but there’s nothing to be done.
Nell: Tony isn’t happy about it either.
Me: Nobody is.
Nell: He won’t be our postman any longer when we move.
Me: He’ll still come and visit.
Nell: It’s not the same.
Me: No, it isn’t, but nothing ever does stay the same. We’ve learnt that over the last year.
Nell: Yes. You’re right and I need to stop being so negative. As long as we have each other all will be well.
Me: Exactly. The perfect house is out there waiting for us.
Nell: I thought you said you’d found it.
Me: We have, but we can’t buy it until our house sells so we have to hope nobody else does in the meantime.
Nell: This is an extremely stressful time for us all, isn’t it?
Me: I’m afraid it is. Sorry.
