Nell: What are you doing up so early?
Me: I’m not feeling too well after the vaccinations so I thought a cup of tea might help.
Nell: And a biscuit?
Me: I’m not the biscuit thief.
Nell: I know.
Me: And I know you and Dave were talking about me.
Nell: Why do you think that?
Me: You stopped when I came in.
Nell: Of course we did. We thought you might need our help.
Me: You gave me one of your looks.
Nell: It’s a look of concern. Stop overreacting. You’re running a slight fever and it’s making you imagine things.
Me: I don’t need a fever to do that.
Nell: Take a paracetamol, please, and go back to bed. David will bring you your tea.
Me: I don’t need a biscuit.
Nell: Please yourself.
Me: I’m not sure I want the Stuffed Tiger to stay on top of the wardrobe.
Nell: Why? Has it been bothering you?
Me: Not really.
Nell: Have you heard any crunching?
Me: It’s a Stuffed Tiger.
Nell: I know.
Me: I just feel like it might be listening.
Nell: It’s always listening.
Me: And watching.
Nell: That too.
Me: On the other hand it seems awfully happy up there so maybe I should just leave it.
Nell: Jonathan and Faye will want it off the wardrobe when they arrive.
Me: Gosh. It’s only a week before the family come to visit.
Nell: Seven more sleeps to go.
Me: I can’t wait to see them all.
Nell: How do you think we feel? You saw them in May. We haven’t seen them since last August.
Me: They’re arriving on our wedding anniversary. 15 years.
Nell: Two reasons to celebrate.
Me: Yes.
Nell: Now, back to bed to think some happy thoughts.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
