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It’s Sunday, Darling

Nell: Please tell me we don’t have a viewing today.

Me: It’s Sunday, Nell. There are no viewings on a Sunday.

Nell: Well, thank goodness for that.

Me: The last two couples really loved the house, so you never know.

Nell: Good.

Me: It’s a strange feeling because we need an offer but I don’t want to leave.

Nell: Now, Sunday Songs today is based on the word Darling.

Me: What a good idea.

Nell: Jolly Furs will be performing his smash hit ‘Dear Darlin’.

Me: Do you mean Olly Murs the singer? I heard he married someone from Devon.

Nell: No. I mean Jolly Furs the English Springer Spaniel. I don’t know if his wife is from Devon.

Me: My mistake.

Nell: Harriet is going to make a guest appearance dancing with David.

Me: Is that allowed?

Nell: We need to get the public voting for her.

Me: Yes, and not for that seagull, or lion.

Nell: Besides, everybody is trying to influence the vote.

Me: Are they?

Nell: Did you receive an invitation to The Cat’s Silver Darling Party this evening?

Me: I did.

Nell: Do you know what they are?

Me: What?

Nell: Silver Darlings.

Me: No.

Nell: Herring.

Me: I thought it was a fancy dress party where we wear silver and say ‘darling’ all the time like The Cat does.

Nell: It is, but we’ll be eating herring.

Me: I love herring.

Nell: Sundays are for roast beef and Yorkshire pudding.

Me: We’re still having a roast for lunch, Nell. The Hoffmanns must be over the moon. Herring is ever so popular in Germany.

Nell: Stop talking about fish. The Beefies are gathering and it looks like Stephen Seagull is going to perform a Beach Boys song with the Beefy choir.

Me: Oh no. Sorry.

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