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Time To Fly Home

Me: Good morning from sunny Germany.

Nell: The sun hasn’t been up for long.

Me: I know it’s very early but I wanted to talk to you before I left for the airport.

Nell: Don’t worry. We’ve been awake for ages.

Me: Oh dear. Is everything ok?

Nell: Of course it is. You’re finally coming home.

Me: Yes, I am, aren’t I?

Nell: None of us could stay asleep. David has been looking out of the window since first thing and has had to have two breakfasts to keep him going.

Me: Darling Big Brave Beautiful Boy.

Nell: And Harriet has been monitoring the front door just in case you’re early.

Me: I won’t be home until late afternoon, Nell. My flight doesn’t land in Heathrow until lunchtime and then I’ve got to travel to London Paddington to catch the train down to Devon.

Nell: I know but we don’t mind at all. Waiting is half the fun in this case.

Me: What about Sunday Songs?

Nell: We’re still going, but our minds are not going to be on the singing.

Me: That’s understandable.

Nell: How was Faye’s Big First Day at School?

Me: It was wonderful. Lots of families celebrating their children.

Nell: Just as it should be.

Me: Faye looked like a little princess.

Nell: Which is exactly what she is.

Me: Yes. I’m so glad that I could be in Germany to celebrate with them all.

Nell: I’m sure they were delighted to have you there.

Me: I got lots and lots of cuddles.

Nell: Get used to it. David isn’t going to leave your side.

Me: Bless him.

Nell: And neither is Harriet.

Me: Bless her. What about you?

Nell: You and me. Always. Now stop chatting to me and get yourself home.

Me: Yes. Sorry.

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