Me: Wasn’t it lovely to have some sunshine down on the beach again?
Nell: Yes. It was quite delightful.
Me: Did you see my action shot of Kev kicking the ball into the sea for Harriet?
Nell: Nigel wanted to swim, too.
Me: I’m afraid we had to keep both boys on the lead. There was a little puppy running around and they would have been to ‘boysterous‘. See what I did there?
Nell: Very funny.
Me: I hope we get some sunshine for today’s viewing.
Nell: There’s another one?
Me: Yes. And tomorrow lunchtime.
Nell: I’m very tired of being driven out of my own home.
Me: You know all you have to do is go on a lovely walk, don’t you? Kev and I have to get the house and garden ready.
Nell: You take my anti-slip mats away.
Me: Only briefly, Nell. The floor looks so much better without them.
Nell: I need them.
Me: I know. We put them all back as soon as we get home.
Nell: Well, I hope one of these viewings goes well.
Me: So do we. Believe me.
Nell: We’ve decided to make the judges’ selection for Our Devon Darling online, by the way.
Me: It’s probably a good idea.
Nell: Each judge gets one vote.
Me: Well, Harriet has at least two votes secured.
Nell: And so does Stephen Seagull. I’m sure that chicken is going to vote for him and the squirrel probably will, too.
Me: You don’t know that, Nell. Nutkin’s vote could go anywhere.
Nell: The Daily Growl says anyone who gets a judge’s vote will go forward to the public vote.
Me: So, it might not be a two-horse race?
Nell: Are you telling me a horse has entered?
Me: No, it’s just a saying. Sorry.
