Me: Wasn’t the weather amazing yesterday?
Nell: Yes, it was lovely.
Me: Nigel and I felt quite hot in Plymouth but we managed to get the car sorted.
Nell: Good. Harriet went for a swim in the river. She had a wonderful time.
Me: Harriet does love the water. Bless her.
Nell: Yes. Kev piled moving boxes on my chair.
Me: Oh dear.
Nell: There was nowhere for me to sit in the living room.
Me: He said he moved your dog bed.
Nell: The dining room table is in the kitchen and the kitchen table has gone.
Me: Right.
Nell: There’s no room for dog beds under the dining room table.
Me: I see.
Nell: We dogs sit under the table.
Me: Well, I’m afraid you can’t sit there anymore. You’re going to have to sit next to it.
Nell: Where’s the kitchen table?
Me: We’ve got a kitchen diner in The House on the Corner. We don’t need a kitchen table anymore.
Nell: We liked the kitchen table better than the dining room table.
Me: I know, but the dining room table is a much nicer table.
Nell: I disagree. Nobody cares about our wishes and needs.
Me: That’s not fair.
Nell: We had to stay upstairs all day yesterday.
Me: No, you didn’t.
Nell: And Sunday is the last Sunday Songs here and there’s going to be no roast.
Me: Oh dear. You are feeling a bit grumbly, aren’t you?
Nell: Sunday is also Chris’s birthday.
Me: Yes. I’m hoping we can FaceTime with him.
Nell: I’ve had more than enough of moving house.
Me: I know. Maybe we can go on a lovely walk by the river together this afternoon?
Nell: If we can find the front door.
Me: Only a week to go, Nell. Sorry.
