Me: It’s good to be home again.
Nell: It’s good to have you home.
Me: Dave hasn’t left my side.
Nell: I know. He’s asked for breakfast on a tray. Can you believe the cheek of the animal?
Me: Harriet lost her voice through happiness when I walked through the door and just squeaked at me.
Nell: I have to say I might have had a little difficulty in speaking myself.
Me: I was the same, Nell. I’ve missed you all more than words can say.
Nell: We’ve missed you, too.
Me: When I got off the train and Kev came towards me we just fell into each other’s arms and hugged for ages ignoring all the people around us.
Nell: Like a pair of teenagers.
Me: It was just a hug, Nell. We haven’t been apart for this long since we met, and that’s over 18 years ago.
Nell: Well, you’re not going anywhere for the foreseeable future.
Me: No, I’m not. I’ve had a wonderful time and made so many precious memories but it was time to come home.
Nell: Were the grandchildren very sad?
Me: They have far too many exciting things ahead like school and playing with their friends to miss their old granny.
Nell: I’m not sure you’re right about that. Granny cuddles are the best.
Me: I wish they lived nearer.
Nell: We all do, but they don’t. So there’s no point in dwelling on it.
Me: You’re right.
Nell: I usually am. Now, Herr Hoffmann thinks you’ve had enough German breakfasts so a bacon sandwich might be the wisest choice, even though it’s not the weekend.
Me: Herr Hoffmann said that? Not you, or Dave?
Nell: David and I were in agreement with him. Bacon is never the wrong choice.
Me: No. Sorry.
