Nell: Why did your sister leave so early?
Me: We have no internet and no mobile phone signal because of the storm, so people are going to start to worry. She’s going back to her house to let them know we’re all fine.
Nell: Nigel is still here.
Me: Nigel is best with us for the time being.
Nell: Does she know if she has internet?
Me: No, but we’re hoping she does.
Nell: Sunday Songs might not happen.
Me: Why?
Nell: Trees are down and roads are blocked so the Welsh Corgi Choir might not get through.
Me: Maybe they’re safest staying at home.
Nell: Rupert went out on his motorbike earlier this morning to check everyone is okay.
Me: How kind.
Nell: The Hoffmanns are making food parcels for him to distribute.
Me: So thoughtful.
Nell: I shall be glad when he comes back.
Me: Knitwear Wolf is very sensible, Nell. No need to worry. I hope he’s wearing a cardigan. It’s quite cold.
Nell: He is, under his motorbike leathers.
Me: We’re lucky we still have power. Lots of people have been without it since yesterday.
Nell: I was thinking about the Little Cottage in the Middle of Nowhere. I hope it survived the storm.
Me: We’ll know tomorrow. Kev and I are going there in the morning. Remember?
Nell: Are you allowed to attend this survey?
Me: Yes, we are.
Nell: This is going to be a different Sunday.
Me: We can still sing. Dave has a lovely voice.
Nell: Herr Hoffmann is too busy with food parcels to cook a Sunday roast. It’s soup instead.
Me: A bowl of soup with some freshly baked bread sounds perfect to me.
Nell: You’re right. I need to stop complaining and pull myself together.
Me: You do. Sorry.
