Me: It seems we have two merdogs in the family. Nigel is as crazy about swimming in the sea as Harriet.
Nell: Nigel is a guest.
Me: He’s still family, Nell.
Nell: Visiting family.
Me: It was wonderful to be back on our beach again.
Nell: Yes, it was.
Me: Striding along with the wind in our hair breathing in the invigorating smell of the sea.
Nell: Personally, I found the seaweed more whiffy than invigorating and I wouldn’t call it exactly striding.
Me: You walked quite a long way. The sea was far out.
Nell: Yeah, it was cool, man.
Me: Very funny.
Nell: I thought so.
Me: You even went paddling.
Nell: Yes, I did.
Me: You’ve always enjoyed a paddle.
Nell: It was good to be back.
Me: It certainly was.
Nell: Are we going to discuss the cheeky hot chocolate you had afterwards from the Gastrobus?
Me: I don’t think there’s any need to do that, Nell.
Nell: No. The photo says it all.
Me: It was my Back On The Beach treat. I worked dreadfully hard getting the house ready so Kev said I deserved it.
Nell: Fair enough.
Me: I won’t have one today.
Nell: What do you mean?
Me: When we go to the beach.
Nell: I should think not.
Me: Even though I have to do all the Getting The House Ready again.
Nell: What?
Me: We have another viewing at lunchtime.
Nell: Another mass evacuation?
Me: Don’t call it that.
Nell: The llamas won’t cope with this.
Me: They’ll be fine. They’re staying in the field.
Nell: They were told not to cartwheel.
Me: I thought it might alarm prospective buyers.
Nell: I’m not sure you can stop a llama from cartwheeling two days in a row.
Me: Oh dear. Sorry.
