Me: There’s nothing lovelier than a bed full of Labradors.
Nell: I remember that photo. It was taken just before Mother’s Day last year.
Me: Yes, we’d only just moved in to this house and you all joined me on the bed.
Nell: We made the right decision to move to the village.
Me: Yes. Village life is good for us.
Nell: Anyway, we should do our usual thing of wishing all mothers out there in any shape or form a very Happy Mother’s Day.
Me: It’s only celebrated in the UK today. I think other countries don’t celebrate until May.
Nell: Never mind. We can include them.
Me: Yes, we can. Happy Mother’s Day.
Nell: You don’t sound very happy.
Me: I’m not.
Nell: Well, try harder, please.
Me: I will. Are you doing anything special today?
Nell: Poppy’s cooking a roast and she’s invited some of the other Guardians over.
Me: Over where?
Nell: Over to ours.
Me: What is yours?
Nell: Never you mind.
Me: Are you sitting on a cloud?
Nell: Don’t be silly. And I don’t have wings before you ask.
Me: I can’t really imagine you with wings.
Nell: Good. I expect you’re missing your dear mother.
Me: I am. I could really do with a hug from her today.
Nell: I think this day is difficult for a lot of people.
Me: Yes.
Nell: Now, we need to find our pocketful of happiness.
Me: We do.
Nell: I think it will be seeing your dear friends again for lunch.
Me: You’re right.
Nell: Always.
Me: I’m afraid I might burst into tears.
Nell: You probably will but that doesn’t matter.
Me: Doesn’t it?
Nell: No, not at all. Everyone will understand.
Me: My heart is broken, Nell. Sorry.
Nell: No sorries. Not today.
