Me: All we can do is wait for Dave to come home. Even Nigel is low.
Nell: Of course Nigel’s low. And we’re not doing nothing.
Me: It feels like it.
Nell: The Royal Owl Force are monitoring Burgh Island by air and Princess and Sir Roger Blubbery have joined the Navy Seals to keep an eye from the sea.
Me: My poor Big Brave Beautiful Boy is stuck on an island with nothing but some stale baguettes, a box of seashells and a nasty black rook.
Nell: We don’t know the rook is nasty and David won’t mind the baguettes being a little crunchy.
Me: No. At least there’s bacon inside them.
Nell: I doubt that very much. I think the bacon might have been the first thing to go.
Me: You’re right.
Nell: Now, Sally seems strangely calm about all this and so does Harriet.
Me: I noticed that, too.
Nell: I was talking to Rupert about it and we are wondering if it is actually part of the plan.
Me: What do you mean?
Nell: David was supposed to go undercover.
Me: He was.
Nell: Do you speak French?
Me: I’m not going undercover, Nell.
Nell: David does.
Me: Does what?
Nell: Speak French. He learnt it when he was pretending to be a French waiter.
Me: Oh yes. I remember.
Nell: So, he will know Étienne Mouette means Stephen Seagull in French.
Me: It does?
Nell: And he will also know the Cottage Hotel is closed in January.
Me: Will he?
Nell: Yes, because we can never take you there on your birthday.
Me: Don’t remind me about my birthday. I think I might just forget it this year.
Nell: Nonsense. David will be home by then and we will all celebrate together.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
