Me: I think the Puppies know I’m going away. They haven’t left my side this morning.
Nell: Of course they know. Everyone knows. Any updates from Air Canada on your flight to Toronto?
Me: It hasn’t been officially cancelled but there’s a huge likelihood it will be, so I’m going to have to decide today if I fly via Iceland instead.
Nell: And if you do?
Me: Then I’ll be leaving tomorrow.
Nell: Tomorrow? I thought your flight was on Tuesday?
Me: I can’t get to the airport early enough from here so I’m going to have to stay in a hotel the night before.
Nell: This is all a little stressful.
Me: Yes, it is.
Nell: Let’s concentrate on Kev’s birthday weekend.
Me: Good idea.
Nell: How was lunch at the Cottage Hotel?
Me: Lovely as always. The sky was a little grey but we didn’t care.
Nell: I’m glad and dinner at the pub?
Me: It was great fun. Kev enjoyed it.
Nell: Now, Sunday Songs is obviously dedicated to Kev but there will be a brief Bon Voyage to you.
Me: How kind.
Nell: We thought you might appreciate it.
Me: Herr Hoffmann and his team seem very busy in the kitchen.
Nell: Sunday Roast doesn’t make itself, you know.
Me: It will be my last roast for a few weeks.
Nell: Don’t Canadians eat roasts?
Me: They do, but next Sunday is the day after the wedding so I can’t see that happening.
Nell: Possibly not.
Me: This is such a strange situation, Nell. I can’t wait to see the family but until I’m actually on the flight I can’t really believe it’s going to happen.
Nell: It’s happening, Whether direct, or via Iceland, you’re flying to Toronto for Chris and Shannon’s wedding.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
