Me: I love autumn walks. The colours are so beautiful.
Nell: Yes, they are.
Me: How do you like my action shots of Harriet?
Nell: That animal never stays still when she’s out on a walk.
Me: Autumn used to be my mother’s favourite time of the year. I have happy memories of walks in the woods kicking through the fallen leaves together.
Nell: Those leaves can be a little slippery under paw.
Me: I noticed that on the roads. People need to drive carefully.
Nell: Has Alice landed safely in Chicago?
Me: Yes. I was tracking her flight.
Nell: As always.
Me: I can’t help it.
Nell: We will be tracking your flight next August when you go to Toronto for Chris’s wedding.
Me: You probably will.
Nell: Now, tomorrow is Halloween.
Me: I know.
Nell: So, hats must be worn at all times. The Cat has a large selection in its dressing up box.
Me: Fine.
Nell: And treats must be handed out.
Me: What about tricks?
Nell: No, thank you. Once you’ve finished writing we need you downstairs in the kitchen with the pumpkins.
Me: Why?
Nell: They won’t carve themselves.
Me: I suppose not.
Nell: Frau Hoffmann is busy finding interesting recipes using pumpkin for Herr Hoffmann.
Me: I’m not very keen on pumpkin pie.
Nell: Don’t say that in front of Babycakes Gillespie. It’s his favourite dessert.
Me: I won’t.
Nell: And Rupert rather enjoys Halloween.
Me: Knitwear Wolf is Canadian. It’s much bigger in North America.
Nell: Yes, I heard that.
Me: It will be exciting for Alice to celebrate Halloween in Chicago. Her first one in the United States.
Nell: It’s pumpkin soup for lunch today, by the way.
Me: Good.
Nell: And tomorrow. And probably the day after.
Me: Oh dear. Sorry.
