Nell: Harriet and David seem to be enjoying themselves.
Me: Yes. We found an interesting thing on our walk.
Nell: What did you find?
Me: A house in a tree.
Nell: A tree house for lions and tigers? I’ve known about that since they built it last year.
Me: No. Beauregard, Roary and Mrs King’s house is in the grounds of the Stately Home.
Nell: And?
Me: This was on our usual walk.
Nell: What kind of house?
Me: A small bird house. Really high up.
Nell: I see.
Me: And only the one.
Nell: Not an estate then?
Me: No. Talking of estates, I have some troubling news.
Nell: What is it?
Me: A big developer wants to build 40 new houses in our beautiful village.
Nell; Oh no.
Me: We’re not happy.
Nell: Of course you’re not.
Me: Nobody knows how the village is going to cope.
Nell: This is a worry.
Me: Yes, there have been village meetings and we are all writing to the council to see if it can be stopped.
Nell: Good.
Me: It’s not that newcomers aren’t welcome it’s that the infrastructure won’t be able to cope with so many at once.
Nell: We were welcomed.
Me: Yes, we were. This is such a special little village. We don’t want it to become all anonymous and sprawly.
Nell: I can’t think of anything worse.
Me: It’s a worry.
Nell: At least there’s only one bird house.
Me: Yes, it wouldn’t be the same if there were rows and rows of them on every tree.
Nell: It would not.
Me: Just imagine if they put 40 tree houses in the Stately Home’s grounds and filled them with lions and tigers.
Nell: Would you calm down, please? You’re getting completely carried away again.
Me: Sorry.
