Me: Did you send Harriet upstairs to wake me?
Nell: I’m far too busy doing my morning stretches to be running up and down the stairs all the time.
Me: Nobody asked you to.
Nell: Harriet offered, anyway.
Me: How about letting me sleep?
Nell: We’ve far too much to do to sleep. It’s nearly Christmas. Charlotte and Nigel are coming to stay this weekend and the little cottage in the middle of nowhere is having a big survey on Monday.
Me: Have you ever heard of letting someone wake up properly before you bombard them with things to do?
Nell: I know we’re moving soon, but I think we should have a small Christmas tree.
Me: I completely agree.
Nell: We can still celebrate even if we’re surrounded by boxes.
Me: I feel like celebrating at the moment.
Nell: You should have told us that you were worried.
Me: I didn’t want to bother anyone.
Nell: You had better explain.
Me: I found a lump on my scalp and was really frightened it might be skin cancer again.
Nell: Yes.
Me: After months of worrying, I finally plucked up the courage to go and see my doctor.
Nell: Yes.
Me: And it’s nothing to worry about. I’m fine.
Nell: You should have gone straight away. You would have saved yourself an awful lot of anguish.
Me: Yes, that’s why I’m telling everyone now. If there’s anything worrying you, go and see the doctor. It’s probably nothing, but if it is something, then let them catch it early.
Nell: Exactly.
Me: If the little cottage gets through the survey we can finally set a date.
Nell: That would be a good thing for everyone.
Me: Hard as it is to say goodbye.
Nell: Time for new beginnings.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
