Me: The engagement party was a great success, wasn’t it?
Nell: Could you lower your voice, please?
Me: Why? The party isn’t a secret anymore.
Nell: I have a slight headache. I think the pollen count is rather high today.
Me: It’s not hay fever. It’s too much champagne.
Nell: Don’t talk about champagne. I need Earl Grey.
Me: Poor you. We all had a wonderful time.
Nell: We did. Now, talking of Earl Grey it’s the first of the month so you know what you must do.
Me: Share the link to the website where people can support my writing with cups of Earl Grey tea?
Nell: Exactly.
Me: It’s https://buymeacoffee.com/saramartin and thank you so much in advance. Your support makes a big difference to our small economy.
Nell: And I’m in particular need of Earl Grey today so another thank you from me.
Me: It’s good to see Nigel and Dave getting on again. What was the argument about?
Nell: David says Nigel is trying to monopolise Harriet and she’s his sister.
Me: Is he?
Nell: Nigel is naturally gregarious. He likes to be the centre of attention.
Me: Do you think my Big Brave Beautiful Boy feels threatened by Nige?
Nell: Don’t call him Nige, please. It’s bad enough when you call David, Dave.
Me: That’s his name. Dave is actually called Dave.
Nell: He’s David to me. And yes, I think Nigel can intimidate him sometimes.
Me: They seemed fine just now.
Nell: Good.
Me: Nigel was laughing with Harriet outside and Dave joined them.
Nell: Well, Harriet seems to have gone and David is smiling.
Me: Is he showing his darling little bottom teeth?
Nell: Good grief. Just fetch me a cup of tea, please. I’ve got to get through Sunday Songs.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
