Nell: How are you all today?
Me: Much better. The weather has finally cooled down after the storm. Thank Goodness.
Nell: It was quite something according to the Weather Guardians.
Me: Yes. Kev took Dave and Harriet out in the evening for some Storm Watching.
Nell: I beg your pardon?
Me: Dave was particularly fascinated by the dark clouds gathering.
Nell: I don’t want my Puppies out in a storm.
Me: They weren’t, Nell. As soon as Kev thought it might be coming nearer he took them home.
Nell: I’m glad to hear it.
Me: He couldn’t take them out until later because it was far too hot.
Nell: Were they frightened of the thunder and lightning?
Me: There were a few barks but nothing much. Fortunately none of you have ever been that bothered.
Nell: Yes, I never really minded thunderstorms.
Me: You didn’t. Gosh, I just had a Missing Nell Moment.
Nell: What’s that?
Me: Both Kev and I have them. You get a sudden tremendous feeling of loss.
Nell: I understand.
Me: You learn to deal with it but it still hurts.
Nell: It does. But I’m always with you.
Me: I know.
Nell: So, what are your plans this weekend?
Me: Well, Nigel and Charlotte are coming over and we’re probably going to change the Spaghetti Bolognese into a Lasagne.
Nell: Why?
Me: Stanley suggested it, actually. It’s easier to freeze if there are any leftovers.
Nell: Leftovers?
Me: Yes.
Nell: What are you talking about? You have David. There will never be any leftovers.
Me: True.
Nell: Is Lionel King still invited?
Me: Of course.
Nell: I hope he wasn’t scared of the thunderstorm yesterday.
Me: Scared? Surely not. He’s a lion.
Nell: A lion with Feelings and a matted mane.
Me: You’re right. Sorry.
