Me: The weather was absolutely amazing yesterday.
Nell: Yes, it was unseasonably warm.
Me: We had such fun at the activity field.
Nell: Dog and Dash is always enjoyable.
Me: You and I had a quiet stroll and a lovely chat in the sunshine while the others ran about.
Nell: They never stopped running.
Me: It’s a chance for Dave to really stretch his legs.
Nell: He was stretching his legs on the dance floor on Saturday night.
Me: I bet he was. Darling Big Brave Beautiful Boy.
Nell: I think he’s been taking dancing lessons on the quiet.
Me: Really? Why?
Nell: His paso doble was quite extraordinary. Even the Beefies started clapping.
Me: Can seagulls clap?
Nell: They shook their wings. It’s the same thing.
Me: Is a paso doble that matador dance?
Nell: Yes, it is.
Me: I think he learned it from Manuel. I saw him twirling his tentacles in a very Spanish way the other day.
Nell: Manuel is from Barcelona. He’s excitable.
Me: Dave probably copied him.
Nell: Just because a Spanish octopus starts waving his tentacles around does not mean he’s dancing the paso doble. Do try and be a little realistic.
Me: I know what I saw.
Nell: He was probably making pizza.
Me: There was no pizza in sight.
Nell: There never is when David is around.
Me: Did you dance at the ball?
Nell: I’m afraid my dancing days are over.
Me: Not even a slow waltz with Knitwear Wolf?
Nell: Rupert was far too busy looking after Harriet.
Me: He’s such a kind and considerate wolf.
Nell: Harriet says he’s her rock.
Me: As long as it doesn’t turn into a Colonel Brandon and Marianne situation.
Nell: Sense and Sensibility is a work of fiction.
Me: Just saying. Sorry.
