Nell: You’re not going to believe this.
Me: I might. The puppies look concerned. Is it about the flies again?
Nell: No, it’s about Bernard and the twin bears.
Me: Is that a band?
Nell: No.
Me: Are you talking about Bernard Bee?
Nell: Yes. Bernard Honeyman, to be exact.
Me: Did you just say twin bears?
Nell: I did.
Me: What’s Bernard got to do with twin bears?
Nell: Bernard Honeyman runs the NHS.
Me: Don’t be silly, Nell. He can’t run the NHS. He’s a bee.
Nell: The National Honey Service is run completely by bees.
Me: Oh, I see. I thought you meant the National Health Service, but what’s that got to do with bears?
Nell: Nothing. I’m talking about honey.
Me: So am I, now.
Nell: Bears love honey. Everyone knows that.
Me: Nothing beats honey on a freshly baked roll.
Nell: Anyway, Bernard Honeyman was discussing honey with Herr Hoffmann when Frau Hoffmann asked him about the twin bears.
Me: Why?
Nell: Because Mish and Lucy are European brown bears and so are the Hoffmanns.
Me: Who are Mish and Lucy?
Nell: Don’t you read the news at all?
Me: Usually.
Nell: Mish and Lucy escaped from their enclosure in Devon.
Me: I thought the Hoffmanns were the only bears in Devon.
Nell: They’re the only free living bears, as far as we know. Well, they were until Mish and Lucy escaped.
Me: Are they coming to stay here? Only the big cats are still in the bunk beds.
Nell: No. They’re back in the enclosure now. They fell asleep after eating all the honey. Why are you smiling?
Me: Because Winnie the Pooh is not alone in loving honey and you can get it on the NHS.
Nell: From the NHS.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
