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Front Seat Driver

Me: Harriet can be rebellious on the sly.

Nell: Surely not.

Me: She knows you dogs go in the back of the car.

Nell: She does.

Me: When I came out to the car I found her sitting in the front.

Nell: She prefers the view.

Me: She saw me coming and pretended she hadn’t seen me.

Nell: Wise move.

Me: And when I got nearer, she smiled.

Nell: Harriet is an exceptionally well mannered animal.

Me: It was naughty.

Nell: She moved eventually.

Me: She shouldn’t do it. Dave doesn’t.

Nell: David couldn’t get into the front if he tried.

Me: True. I don’t know how Harriet gets past the dog gate.

Nell: Nobody does.

Me: Anyway, she shouldn’t do it.

Nell: Have you finished complaining?

Me: Yes.

Nell: Can we move on to Other Business?

Me: We can.

Nell: Only I know it’s a rainy Monday and you’re disappointed England lost the match.

Me: Spain outplayed us. They deserved to win. We can be proud of reaching the final.

Nell: We most certainly can. Finished?

Me: Yes.

Nell: Now, bearing in mind that it’s only two weeks tomorrow until Alice and the grandchildren arrive.

Me: Is it really?

Nell; Yes.

Me: That’s exciting.

Nell: It is.

Me: We need to start planning.

Nell: That’s exactly what I was going to say. In fact, everyone is waiting for you downstairs.

Me: For me?

Nell: Yes. I thought you might like to chair the Family Visit Planning Committee.

Me: I’d love to. Let me get my notebook and pen.

Nell: There’s a pot of tea and a plate of biscuits waiting for you, too. Well, there is if David hasn’t eaten them all by mistake.

Me: This has really cheered me up.

Nell: That was the idea.

Me: Yes. Sorry.

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