Me: Getting you and Dave to look at the camera at the same time is not easy. It took me three tries and then you gave me a hard stare.
Nell: It’s Friday and I’m tired. It’s been a long week.
Me: I think you’re both tired and Dave is so easily distracted. Darling Big Brave Beautiful Boy.
Nell: We have a lot on our minds.
Me: You might have a lot on your mind but let’s be honest, Dave doesn’t, apart from bacon.
Nell: Don’t underestimate the stress of having to be Impossibly Handsome all the time.
Me: What?
Nell: David feels it acutely.
Me: He does not.
Nell: He can’t just open the front door in his dressing gown and slippers to take in the mail.
Me: He doesn’t have any slippers.
Nell: Or leave to go to the gym in a baggy old track suit.
Me: Wait a minute. Are you talking about me?
Nell: Just saying. David has to be Impossibly Handsome at all times.
Me: No, he doesn’t.
Nell: It’s in his contract.
Me: Well, that’s not fair.
Nell: It is what it is.
Me: I would hate that.
Nell: It’s not something you need to worry about.
Me: Thank goodness.
Nell: We mature ladies bring more to the table than just our looks.
Me: You’re still a classic beauty, Nell.
Nell: You are most kind.
Me: It makes you think, doesn’t it?
Nell: Does it?
Me: It can’t be easy to be constantly in the public eye with people criticising your looks and what you wear.
Nell: Personally, I’m more concerned with what people say.
Me: So am I.
Nell: David’s been told to say nothing.
Me: About what?
Nell: How should I know? He’s not allowed to tell me.
Me: Oh yes. Sorry.
