Me: I’m so glad Kev decided to light a fire.
Nell: This weather is ridiculous.
Me: The poor puppies are having to snuggle together for warmth and I can’t seem to be able to shift this horrid cold. I’m still coughing.
Nell: I noticed. I’m afraid you really are going to have to put on some socks.
Me: But it’s June.
Nell: And?
Me: June, July and August should be sockless months.
Nell: Well, this June definitely isn’t. I’m even considering a hat, and I’m talking beanie not bonnet.
Me: Last year we celebrated my sister Charlotte’s birthday outside on the Cottage Hotel terrace until 11pm.
Nell: Well, you won’t be doing that this year.
Me: No. We’re going to have to be inside.
Nell: Are you going to the Cottage Hotel?
Me: Yes. Tomorrow evening for dinner.
Nell: It’s my favourite place.
Me: I know it is but you can’t come with us.
Nell: Why?
Me: Lots of reasons.
Nell: Pray tell.
Me: Dogs aren’t allowed in the dining room.
Nell: I’m sure I could be accommodated.
Me: And Naughty Nigel is coming to stay.
Nell: Ah, that’s different. After the loss of Boo, Nigel must be treated with care.
Me: Yes, and he hasn’t met Frau Hoffmann yet.
Nell: I’m sure he’ll love her. She’s bound to make a huge fuss of him.
Me: Yes.
Nell: Should we invite Dorothy over?
Me: Probably not. Sally is due to arrive tomorrow to talk to Dave.
Nell: Oh yes. Comfort food is going to be required. Cottage pie with lots of vegetables and a starter of soup with Herr Hoffmann’s freshly baked rolls spread with farmhouse butter.
Me: That sounds delicious.
Nell: You’re going to be far too busy celebrating with your sister at my favourite hotel.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
