Me: Do dogs have eyelashes?
Nell: Of course we do.
Me: What about eyebrows?
Nell: Yes.
Me: What about wolves? Does Rupert have eyebrows?
Nell: No, he doesn’t.
Me: Why do dogs have eyebrows and wolves don’t?
Nell: I have no idea.
Me: I’m getting my eyebrows trimmed and dyed before Chris’s wedding.
Nell: Why?
Me: They will look tidier, apparently, but I’m worried I’m going to end up looking like Alastair Darling.
Nell: Who on earth is Alastair Darling?
Me: He was a politician with black eyebrows and white hair.
Nell: You don’t have white hair and you’re not a politician.
Me: Nigel has some really long white eyebrow sort of hairs over his eyes.
Nell: Leave Nigel’s hairs alone, please. What do you think of this hat? Too much?
Me: It’s perfect for Sunday Songs.
Nell: What about Sunday lunch?
Me: I’d rather have roast beef.
Nell: Very funny. Is it suitable for my lunch with Rupert?
Me: Yes, although you might want to take it off if you’re sitting inside. It’s quite large.
Nell: And my pearls?
Me: Don’t take them off.
Nell: Are they suitable?
Me: Yes. They go well with your light cardigan. Will Rupert be wearing a cardigan?
Nell: I expect so.
Me: Do you remember when we first heard about a wolf wearing a cardigan in Iceland looking at frozen food?
Nell: I presume you’re referring to the shop not the country?
Me: Funny to think we didn’t know Rupert then and now he’s part of the family.
Nell: I can’t imagine life without him.
Me: Exactly.
Nell: What does that mean?
Me: You need to tell him how you feel, Nell. Stop taking him for granted.
Nell: He knows.
Me: Sometimes knowing isn’t enough. You need to say it out loud. Sorry.
