Me: It was magnificent down on the beach, wasn’t it?
Nell: It was certainly invigorating.
Me: The wind was blowing so strongly that I nearly fell over at one point.
Nell: Your wellington boots are a size too big.
Me: They’re fine. Wearing them means I can splash through puddles.
Nell: I like a good puddle.
Me: Harriet ran straight into the sea.
Nell: But not too far.
Me: You were in the best of moods. Kev told me when he took you out to the car you waited around the corner and bounced Harriet.
Nell: I enjoyed it enormously.
Me: It’s lovely to see you with a spring in your step.
Nell: After all the rain we’ve been having, a glimpse of the sun lightens the spirit.
Me: And sea air is excellent for blowing away any cobwebs.
Nell: Less of the cobwebs, thank you very much. We have enough of them to deal with at home.
Me: Tell me about it.
Nell: I just did.
Me: Never mind.
Nell: I’ve told Sidney to clear up after himself but he never does.
Me: I suppose he might need the webs again. Aren’t they reusable?
Nell: They’re a sticky nuisance. You should hear what Henry and Horst have to say about them.
Me: I wish I could, but I can never hear what they’re saying and I know it must be funny because everyone laughs.
Nell: They’re hilarious. You should ask David. He’s excellent at interpreting woodlice. He has keen ears.
Me: I loved seeing Harriet’s ears flapping around in the wind. It was like she was shaking off the blues.
Nell: Something we all need to do.
Me: I think I’d probably get a headache if I shook my head like that.
Nell: Not literally, figuratively.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
