Me: Is Dave unhappy about something?
Nell: Nigel is upstairs resting on the bunk bed in Kev’s study on a Wednesday.
Me: You wanted us to rescue him from the terrible storms.
Nell: David likes to sleep in Kev’s study during the week.
Me: There’s room for both of them.
Nell: And Nigel collected the spaghetti bolognese from the Bus Stop.
Me: Well, that explains the ‘Ciao Bella’.
Nell: To you?
Me: Yes. I must say I was a surprised to hear Nigel speaking Italian.
Nell: Was that all that surprised you?
Me: Yes. Why?
Nell: Just asking.
Me: Did Nigel share the spaghetti bolognese?
Nell: He did. With the llamas.
Me: Oh dear.
Nell: Quite.
Me: I can see why Dave isn’t happy. Poor starving Big Brave Beautiful Boy.
Nell: David isn’t starving. He ate two boiled eggs for breakfast and several slices of hot buttered toast.
Me: I’m afraid he’s used to an Italian breakfast.
Nell: This cannot continue.
Me: I agree. The Tupperware needs to be put in the fridge for lunch, or collected later.
Nell: It can’t be collected later, Stanley has other places to go.
Me: Do we know where?
Nell: No.
Me: I bet Harriet does. I know she’s been watching him and his Rook Friend.
Nell: Stop spying on Harriet.
Me: I can’t help it. My desk is at the window and she’s not very well disguised.
Nell: She’s not disguised at all.
Me: Exactly. Where are her sunglasses and beret?
Nell: It’s pouring with rain and she’s not French.
Me: Neither is Stanley’s Rook Friend.
Nell: How do you know?
Me: He’s the spitting image of Sponge Finger and he’s Italian.
Nell: Savoiardi? Head of NOIR?
Me: The Notorious Organisation of International Rooks.
Nell: I know who they are.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
