Nell: I see you all went down to the river and Harriet had a wonderful time as usual.
Me: She always does.
Nell: There’s the bench where we used to sit and put the world to rights.
Me: I loved our little chats.
Nell: You still do.
Me: I miss seeing your beautiful face.
Nell: Close your eyes and I’m there.
Me: Yes.
Nell: And there are photos of me everywhere.
Me: There are.
Nell: So, what are the plans today?
Me: Sunday Songs followed by roast beef. Rupert is joining us.
Nell: I’m glad.
Me: Sally asked to see him.
Nell: Did she now?
Me: And Lionel King of all animals.
Nell: Lionel isn’t as bad as you think he is.
Me: I’m not sure Rupert’s going to be pleased to see him.
Nell: Rupert is an understanding wolf.
Me: He’s been talking about returning to Canada recently.
Nell: He can’t do that.
Me: Which is exactly what I said.
Nell: Devon relies on his knitwear.
Me: Which is absolutely not what I said.
Nell: What would the Welsh Corgi Choir do without their Knitwear Wolf cardigans?
Me: True.
Nell: How are the llamas supposed to survive the winter without a coat?
Me: Llamas don’t actually need coats. They have really thick fleeces.
Nell: I’m not talking about Need. I’m talking about Want.
Me: Fair enough. In that case you’re right. Nobody wants Rupert to leave.
Nell: Tell Herr Hoffmann to make extra gravy and serve Rupert the biggest Yorkshire pudding and the most succulent slice of beef.
Me: Dave will be jealous.
Nell: Never mind David. This is about Rupert.
Me: You still love him, don’t you?
Nell: Of course I do. I always will.
Me: What about Charlie?
Nell: Charlie knows and understands completely.
Me: Right. Sorry.
