Me: Merry Christmas everybody.
Nell: Merry Christmas.
Me: The only one of you actually looking merry is Marvin in Toronto in the snow.
Nell: It’s too early to be merry. We haven’t even opened our presents yet.
Me: Have you been eating bacon? I can smell it.
Nell: Christmas always begins with bacon.
Me: Correct me if I’m wrong, but you look a bit guilty to me.
Nell: Fine. I might as well tell you now.
Me: Tell me what?
Nell: Pigs in blankets are off the menu.
Me: Why?
Nell: Let’s just say we might have had a midnight feast.
Me: What?
Nell: It’s the Welsh Corgi Choir’s fault.
Me: Why?
Nell: Didn’t you hear the midnight carols?
Me: No.
Nell: We always have a snack after Sunday Songs so David thought pigs in blankets might help.
Me: And did they?
Nell: Yes. They were delightful.
Me: Herr Hoffmann isn’t going to be very pleased with you.
Nell: The Hoffmanns were there.
Me: Why didn’t you wake me?
Nell: You need your sleep.
Me: No wonder you’re all tired this morning.
Nell: I don’t think the Gluehwein helped.
Me: Dear oh dear. I hope you’ll be able to enjoy your roast turkey with all the trimmings.
Nell: Don’t you worry about that.
Me: Are we still having our traditional prawn cocktail starter?
Nell: Of course. Malcolm has peeled the prawns.
Me: Flamingos love prawn shells.
Nell: They keep their feathers pink.
Me: It’s lovely to know all across the world people are celebrating today.
Nell: We should spare a thought for those in need.
Me: Yes. We’re very lucky to have our wonderful family and friends. I’m so grateful for them all.
Nell: Much as I enjoy chatting, there are still presents waiting to be opened.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
