Me: What’s all the noise about?
Nell: It’s St. David’s Day so we decided to play Shenanigans. David is ‘It’.
Me: Because he’s called David and it’s his day?
Nell: Obviously.
Me: It’s not actually his day, Nell. It’s a day to honour Wales.
Nell: I see.
Me: That’s why there are daffodils everywhere and Herr Hoffmann is making leek and potato soup for lunch.
Nell: Because you’re half Welsh?
Me: Yes and I’m extremely proud of it.
Nell: That makes us honorary Welsh, too.
Me: Fine with me.
Nell: And David is called David which is a good Welsh name. I wouldn’t give him any leeks, by the way.
Me: He’s called Dave, actually.
Nell: I always call him David.
Me: All this still doesn’t really explain the wild barking and the awful smell.
Nell: Let’s just say David got a little carried away during the game and there was a rather loud eruption.
Me: Eruption?
Nell: I’m not going into details, but it was bad.
Me: I’m opening the terrace door.
Nell: Good idea.
Me: Dave doesn’t seem bothered. Better out than in, I suppose.
Nell: You weren’t here. This is just the aftermath.
Me: True.
Nell: Moving on, today is the first of the month.
Me: I know.
Nell: So, you need to remind everyone of the link to the website where they can buy you a cup of Earl Grey tea and support your writing.
Me: Oh yes.
Nell: You write a story every day. It’s fine that people contribute.
Me: It also makes a huge difference to our little economy.
Nell: Well, then.
Me: The link is: buymeacoffee.com/saramartin.
Nell: There we are.
Me: Thank you in advance. Your support means a lot.
Nell: Perhaps you could open the terrace door now?
Me: Of course. Sorry.
