Me: Honestly, every time Tony arrives it’s like a royal visit.
Nell: Nonsense.
Me: You start waiting about 10 mins before he arrives.
Nell: We like to be prepared.
Me: You all go and wait at the gate until you hear his van trundling down the lane.
Nell: So?
Me: And then Dave goes and steals a tea towel, or fetches one of his toys.
Nell: David likes to greet guests with a gift.
Me: And by the time he actually walks through the gate you’re almost hysterical with joy.
Nell: Don’t be ridiculous.
Me: Even you dance around like a puppy.
Nell: A visit from Tony is one of the highlights of our day.
Me: I know it is and I think that’s wonderful.
Nell: It isn’t as if we get invited out to dinner.
Me: We hardly ever go out in the evening, Nell.
Nell: Rolling home after 11pm smelling of other dogs.
Me: We weren’t rolling and the other dogs were Shelagh and Sprout. I told you they would be there.
Nell: Talking of Shelagh, rumour has it that Sally wants a word with David.
Me: Oh dear.
Nell: Exactly.
Me: Does he know?
Nell: I told him at breakfast.
Me: Is he worried?
Nell: Let’s just say he’d already eaten my porridge and two boiled eggs by mistake before he could talk about it.
Me: That’s bad.
Nell: Yes. I was looking forward to my morning porridge.
Me: I mean the Sally thing. I hope she isn’t going to dump him.
Nell: Dump?
Me: I know it’s hard to believe anyone would ever consider dumping my darling Big Brave Beautiful Boy but it’s possible.
Nell: Sally and David are adults. Questions will be asked and answers given. We are not in the playground.
Me: No. Sorry.
