Nell: Ready to party?
Me: Absolutely not.
Nell: Did the family land safely back in Berlin?
Me: Yes. I tracked their flight.
Nell: Where’s your hat?
Me: It’s early in the morning, Nell. I’m not going to be wearing a hat, if any, until much later.
Nell: But it’s New Year’s Eve.
Me: I’m aware of that.
Nell: Out with the old and in with the new.
Me: We’re the old, Nell.
Nell: You know what I mean. Have you made any New Year Resolutions?
Me: Not really, to be honest. What about you?
Nell: I’ve decided to live in the moment and enjoy each day as it comes.
Me: Do you think I could just enjoy a lie-in?
Nell: No. There’s far too much to do.
Me: Why?
Nell: We have a party to organise.
Me: Do we?
Nell: Yes. Now, party food. I was thinking retro.
Me: I haven’t even had breakfast yet.
Nell: Vol-au-vents, sausage rolls, pineapple and cheese on sticks.
Me: I love cheese and pineapple. It brings back memories of my youth.
Nell: Exactly.
Me: We used to stick them in a grapefruit.
Nell: Regarding the music, we’ve decided on a disco so get your favourite songs in as soon as possible.
Me: In where?
Nell: Into David’s playlist. He’s the DJ.
Me: I’m feeling awfully tired, Nell. I’m not even sure I’m going to make it to midnight.
Nell: Once you’ve started line dancing you’ll get your second wind.
Me: Line dancing? I thought we were having a disco?
Nell: We can have both, you know. The llamas would never forgive us if we didn’t. Have you seen my cowboy hat and boots?
Me: No, I’ve only just woken up.
Nell: Well, don’t just lie there. Chop chop. It’s nearly 2026.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
