Me: What do you think of my biscuit shots?
Nell: What are you talking about?
Me: My photos. Look at the concentration on your faces when Kev throws a biscuit.
Nell: There’s no point in taking part if you’re not going to concentrate.
Me: True.
Nell: It’s all about biscuit-eye-mouth coordination.
Me: You’re ever so good at it for your age.
Nell: I’ve had years of practise.
Me: I’m not sure I would be much good at it.
Nell: You would be dreadful and it would be most unbecoming.
Me: You’re right.
Nell: I usually am.
Me: It was lovely walking down by the river, wasn’t it?
Nell: Yes, especially now it’s less busy.
Me: You can see the seasons changing by the colour of the leaves.
Nell: Rupert was saying it’s time for the Knitwear Wolf Autumn Range.
Me: Will Harriet be modelling again?
Nell: Yes.
Me: Harriet is the colour of Autumn.
Nell: Yes, and she can carry off a scarf with style and aplomb.
Me: What a fabulous word.
Nell: I rather like it.
Me: Is Dave modelling, too?
Nell: Rupert would like him to model the Male Range if his schedule allows.
Me: He’s awfully busy trying recipes.
Nell: He’s also the Mayor of Kingsbridge.
Me: I think you should model the Senior Range. You would be ideal.
Nell: There isn’t one.
Me: Maybe there should be? We oldies like our scarves and shawls to be a bit warmer than the young ones.
Nell: You might have a point there.
Me: What about a Small Insect Range? Maybe leg warmers for spiders?
Nell: That’s enough. Quit while you’re ahead.
Me: Just saying.
Nell: Besides, Rupert already makes tiny tank tops for his smaller customers. You must have seen Henry and Horst wearing them.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
