Nell: I notice David is wearing his feathered hat.
Me: Yes. Darling Big Brave Beautiful Boy. It was Henry and Horst’s favourite hat.
Nell: Less of the ‘was’ please. It still is.
Me: Sunday Songs is going to be all about woodlice and hats so Dave thought it would be right to wear it.
Nell: Good. You need to keep an eye out for unusual hats and any signals.
Me: Signals?
Nell: If Henry and Horst are on anyone’s hat they are going to try and let you know.
Me: Unless they’re undercover. Can woodlice jump?
Nell: Jump?
Me: If they’re on a hat and see another safer hat, like Dave’s, could they jump onto it?
Nell: Henry and Horst can do anything if they put their minds to it.
Me: True.
Nell: I see Nigel is visiting you for the weekend.
Me: He usually does, Nell.
Nell: I hope he’s behaving.
Me: He’s being a very good boy.
Nell: Will there be bacon sandwiches for breakfast?
Me: Of course. Herr Hoffmann is making them as we speak.
Nell: Poppy is making pancakes.
Me: Is there a lot of tossing them into the air?
Nell: Way too much. One fell on Mutley’s head.
Me: Poppy always cooks with panache.
Nell: She does.
Me: You’ll be pleased to hear we’re having roast beef for lunch with Yorkshire puddings.
Nell: Poppy has decided on roast pork for us with crackling and apple sauce.
Me: I’ve never been a fan of crackling.
Nell: You’re missing out.
Me: I like apple sauce. Are you having roast potatoes?
Nell: Yes, and carrots and parsnips and lots of vegetables from the garden.
Me: So you have a garden?
Nell: We have everything.
Me: Who looks after it?
Nell: The Gardening Guardians. Do keep up.
Me: Sorry.
