Me: I’m glad you still enjoy paddling in the water. I’ve just realised I haven’t been swimming in the sea this year.
Nell: That’s because you’ve been coughing since 1st June.
Me: I’m beginning to think it is Covid.
Nell: The nurse thinks it is.
Me: Thank goodness dogs can’t catch it.
Nell: Yes. Kennel cough is more than enough.
Me: Are you ready for the big game tonight?
Nell: We all are. Look outside.
Me: The llamas are playing football in England shirts. How sweet.
Nell: Have you seen the Welsh Corgi Choir?
Me: They’re waving England flags. Bless them.
Nell: Strictly speaking they shouldn’t be doing that.
Me: Why?
Nell: They’re Welsh.
Me: I think we all sort of club together in times like these. It is the final, and it’s in Berlin, my other home, which is very exciting.
Nell: It’s the men’s final at Wimbledon, too.
Me: Yes. All in all it’s a super sporty sort of day.
Nell: David needs to calm down. He’s been texting with Harry Kane all morning.
Me: He shouldn’t be doing that.
Nell: They’ve been discussing breakfasts. Harry’s not sure a bacon sandwich is a good idea.
Me: But we always have bacon sandwiches at the weekend.
Nell: Not for us. For the England team. Do keep up. We’re having roast beef with all the trimmings for lunch.
Me: Yes. Herr Hoffmann says today is an English day. There will be strawberries and cream during the Wimbledon Final. I’m surprised you’re not there.
Nell: My place is here with you all.
Me: That’s really lovely of you, Nell.
Nell: And I couldn’t get tickets for love, or money.
Me: I see.
Nell: Only joking. It’s time for Sunday Songs. Do you know the words to ‘Three Lions’?
Me: No. Sorry.
