Nell: I see David is being a good boy and keeping out of the sun.
Me: Look at his dear little face. Darling Big Brave Beautiful Boy.
Nell: He certainly seems to be enjoying himself.
Me: He’s having A Dave Day.
Nell: A Dave Day?
Me: Bacon sandwiches for breakfast followed by a quick chat about the England game with Kev and some quiet time with me in the armchair with the fan on.
Nell: I hope lunch is just a salad.
Me: Yes, it’s far too hot for anything else.
Nell: And dinner?
Me: Spaghetti Bolognese.
Nell: From the Bus Stop?
Me: No. Stanley is coming over here to make it. You can’t leave pasta at the Bus Stop in this heat.
Nell: You’re letting a seagull into your house?
Me: I know Stanley’s Stephen Seagull’s little brother but it’s not his fault and he’s not part of the Beefy gang.
Nell: As far as you know. He definitely has dealings with that rook.
Me: Sponge Finger is not invited, but Lionel is.
Nell: Lionel King?
Me: Apparently he was spotted staring out to sea with a matted mane so I took pity on him.
Nell: I’m glad.
Me: Also Henry and Horst asked me to invite him and Stanley too, come to think of it.
Nell: So, the Spaghetti Bolognese was their idea?
Me: It was. I didn’t know woodlice ate pasta.
Nell: I don’t think that was the reason.
Me: They have kind hearts.
Nell: It’s got nothing to do with kindness. They want to gain information.
Me: I’m not sure Stanley will give them his recipe.
Nell: Not about Bolognese. About the Grockle Attacks.
Me: It’s so hot I think I might have A Dave Day, too.
Nell: I’m not chatting about football.
Me: No. Sorry.
