Nell: It’s extremely early.
Me: I couldn’t sleep so I thought I would send you a photo of the sunrise.
Nell: Most kind. Where are you now?
Me: Still in London.
Nell: I’m aware of that but you’re not in the same place.
Me: No, I had to move because the hotel was full. It’s the London Marathon today.
Nell: Please don’t get involved.
Me: Don’t worry. My marathon days are over.
Nell: They never began. I meant don’t get stuck in a crowd. You hate crowds.
Me: I do and I won’t.
Nell: So, where have you moved to now?
Me: Not far away. I found a little guest house with a room to spare.
Nell: That’s fortunate.
Me: Yes. Most places are booked up as you can imagine.
Nell: In trying not to. Big cities are not my thing.
Me: I’m the same, Nell. I look at the photos of Devon with you all and it feels like a magical place I visited in a dream.
Nell: Well, it isn’t a dream. It’s home and we need you.
Me: Are you going to Sunday Songs later?
Nell: Of course. But there’s no roast.
Me: Not even a nut roast?
Nell: No. Kev says we can’t have a roast without you.
Me: How sweet.
Nell: It’s not sweet at all. We’re having salad.
Me: Salad? That’s not very Sundayish.
Nell: My point exactly.. Goodness only knows what the vibe is going to be at Morning Thoughts when the others find out.
Me: Did you just say ‘the vibe’?
Nell: I’ve been watching a lot of television with David while you’ve been away.
Me: I can tell.
Nell: I’m just trying to keep myself occupied. I worry about you. Come home now, please.
Me: I’ll be back tomorrow. Hopefully. Sorry.
