Me: Can you see Harriet’s grey chin?
Nell: Never mind that. Why are you posting photos of a cat?
Me: It’s Xav the Cat.
Nell: It’s still a cat.
Me: He’s Nigel’s best friend and cat brother.
Nell: Cat brother?
Me: Yes.
Nell: Cats are not family.
Me: What about The Cat?
Nell: The Cat is different. I’ve told you that before.
Me: It certainly is. It’s started using a parasol.
Nell: Sensible idea. You could do with one.
Me: With tassels.
Nell: Unnecessary and annoying.
Me: It can’t see where it’s going.
Nell: It’s still a good idea in this sunshine.
Me: It’s not for me, Nell. I’d rather wear a hat.
Nell: Fine.
Me: I’m not a fan of umbrellas either, truth be told.
Nell: You’re sounding Welsh again.
Me: Yes, I do that sometimes.
Nell: So, how are Henry and Horst?
Me: They’ve been in Zoom calls with Sally since they got home.
Nell: Interesting.
Me: There’s been no spaghetti bolognese at the Bus Stop for a while now so I’m wondering if they’re connected.
Nell: You think Henry and Horst are behind the spaghetti bolognese? You know it was Stanley Smoochy.
Me: I think there’s a lot of Lying Low going on.
Nell: Lying Low?
Me: Or Lion Low. See what I did there? That wretched lion hasn’t been seen in a while.
Nell: Lionel King?
Me: Who else?
Nell: I hope he’s not unwell.
Me: He’s probably off chasing tourists with the Beefies.
Nell: Don’t you think it might have been on the news? ‘Lion chases Grockles along Torquay seafront’.
Me: Why Torquay?
Nell: Why not?
Me: I used to love walking along Torquay seafront. The colourful lights were so pretty.
Nell: Can we get back to the Lying Low issue, please?
Me: Yes. Sorry.
