Me: Well, that was an exciting day. I never thought it would involve dashing out to a faraway beach to rescue Nigel.
Nell: Don’t be so dramatic. He was only stuck in a car park with a flat tyre.
Me: Yes, but it wouldn’t pump up and he didn’t have a spare tyre.
Nell: Why didn’t he call the AA?
Me: He’s not with The Automobile Association. He’s with the Royal Automobile Club.
Nell: I meant Animal Assistance. They’re usually very helpful in situations like these.
Me: He called the RAC but they said it would take six hours before someone could be with him so Nigel rang us to come and take him home.
Nell: Thank goodness you and Kev were able to go and rescue him.
Me: Kev said it was nice to sit in the car for an hour instead of packing.
Nell: So what’s happening now?
Me: Nigel and I are driving to Plymouth today to get a new tyre.
Nell: Good grief. You’ve a house to pack up.
Me: Kev will carry on.
Nell: What was Nigel doing at the faraway beach?
Me: Having a pleasant walk and it isn’t faraway from where Nigel lives. You stayed near there with me once.
Nell: Did I?
Me: Yes. You hugged the fire.
Nell: Don’t be silly.
Me: You lay in front of the fire and nobody could get to it.
Nell: I was probably feeling the cold.
Me: That’s because you decided to go out and splash through puddles in the rain with Scarlett.
Nell: Moving on, if you’re going to Plymouth could you pop into Barks and Spencer and get us some treats?
Me: Good idea. Their sandwiches are delicious.
Nell: We shall be in need of more than a sandwich.
Me: You’re right. Sorry.
