Me: We had a lovely time on the beach together, didn’t we?
Nell: I prefer sand. It’s easier under paw.
Me: I know it is, but we still managed to find a comfortable place to sit and watch the others.
Nell: Pebbles are not comfortable.
Me: I’ll bring you a blanket next time.
Nell: And a flask of tea?
Me: Yes.
Nell: And a couple of shortbread biscuits?
Me: Maybe.
Nell: Homemade. Not shop-bought.
Me: This is turning into a picnic. I may as well bring some sandwiches, too.
Nell: Good idea, but crusts off, please.
Me: You’re incorrigible.
Nell: Harriet was a joy to behold.
Me: Yes, she was. Her face lit up with happiness when she realised she was by the sea again.
Nell: She just ran into the sea and never really came out again.
Me: She did. She’s a proper little merdog.
Nell: Nigel enjoyed himself. He loves a swim.
Me: He’s a bit achy today.
Nell: Now, this evening is the Village Auction, isn’t it?
Me: It is. Kev and I will be out all evening so you’re in charge.
Nell: That goes without saying. We’re having pizza in front of the television. Each animal is allowed to choose a topping and pizzas will be shared.
Me: Sounds good.
Nell: It’s Strictly Come Dancing which can’t be missed.
Me: Of course. We’ll be at the village hall if you need us.
Nell: Don’t get carried away at the auction, please. I know what you’re like.
Me: We’ve set ourselves a strict limit. Don’t worry.
Nell: We don’t need another llama.
Me: Nobody is offering a llama.
Nell: You can never resist a stray animal.
Me: I don’t think any stray animals are up for auction.
Nell: No more animals. Stray, or not.
Me: Right. Sorry.
