Nell: Are you ready? The Easter Bonnet Parade is about to begin.
Me: Harriet can’t wear that odd handkerchief bonnet, Nell. It doesn’t suit her at all.
Nell: It’s unique. The Cat made it for her, especially.
Me: But it does nothing for her, Nell, and everyone else is wearing feathers.
Nell: Fortunately, you’re not one of the judges. Let her be. She likes it.
Me: Should I lend her mine?
Nell: What on earth is that?
Me: My Easter Bonnet.
Nell: It looks like a half-eaten fruit bowl.
Me: Dave was hungry.
Nell: David can’t be hungry. He’s already eaten two boiled eggs with a side of bacon and buttered toast.
Me: Is he going to make a speech about becoming mayor of the village?
Nell: Yes. David will be addressing the villagers at Sunday Songs. We thought he could begin with ‘My Way’.
Me: Is that a good idea?
Nell: It’s a crowd pleaser.
Me: It’s not very Eastery.
Nell: He’ll be distributing eggs.
Me: Chocolate ones?
Nell: Certainly not. Hard boiled and painted by Frau Hoffmann in the German tradition.
Me: Lovely. I think Nigel is going to turn a few heads in his feathered hat.
Nell: Yes, it suits him.
Me: And you look lovely, too. It’s just Harriet.
Nell: Don’t start that again. At least her bonnet is complete.
Me: I’m very glad the sun is shining. It’s so much nicer for the children when they go searching for eggs.
Nell: Yes. Easter is a special time for families.
Me: Alice sent me photos of them all.
Nell: How lovely. You must show them to me later.
Me: Happy Easter, Nell.
Nell: Happy Easter. Now, put that fruit bowl on your head and let’s join the parade. The llamas have started cartwheeling.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
