Nell: David looks a little concerned. Did he eat something by mistake?
Me: No, he tried to, though.
Nell: Oh dear. What was it?
Me: A sausage roll.
Nell: Well, that is completely understandable.
Me: Why?
Nell: Sausage rolls are meant to be shared.
Me: Shared, but not stolen off someone’s plate.
Nell: Was it placed at the edge of the plate?
Me: What do you mean?
Nell: In a position where an animal might think it was being offered a taste of it?
Me: No, it was on Kev’s plate minding its own business.
Nell: It’s still an easy mistake to make.
Me: It was very naughty.
Nell: Was it a Barks and Spencer sausage roll?
Me: Yes. One of the little ones.
Nell: The ones that come in a Sharing Box?
Me: Yes.
Nell: I rest my case.
Me: I give up.
Nell: Moving on, it’s Friday today.
Me: I know.
Nell: Will Charlotte and Nigel be visiting?
Me: Yes. I’m really looking forward to seeing them.
Nell: Are you expecting any other guests?
Me: Not that I know of. Why?
Nell: I wondered if Rupert might be due back from Canada?
Me: Not yet. I think he’s still busy helping Mark Carney. What does Charlie think of your obsession with Knitwear Wolf?
Nell: It’s not an obsession. It’s simply concern. Charlie understands.
Me: How is he?
Nell: He and Poppy have gone fishing.
Me: Fishing?
Nell: It’s Friday.
Me: I know.
Nell: Friday is fish day and Poppy likes to serve it fresh.
Me: We’re having roast chicken.
Nell: But roast chicken is a Sunday meal.
Me: We’re having it today with fresh vegetables and mashed potatoes and gravy. Your favourites.
Nell: I’ve heard quite enough, thank you. Leave me to my fish.
Me: Of course. Sorry.
