Nell: What are the dogs looking at?
Me: A little deer.
Nell: I can’t see it.
Me: Zoom into the video and you will.
Nell: What do you mean?
Me: If you zoom in you can see it running.
Nell: I don’t zoom.
Me: Well, the deer was there and it was beautiful.
Nell: I’m sure it was.
Me: Do you have deer up there?
Nell: As I’ve told you before, we have everything.
Me: Have you seen any Guardian deer?
Nell: I think I saw one in Barks and Spencer the other day, although it might have been a small pony.
Me: I wonder what deer buy from Barks.
Nell: Apples, nuts and berries.
Me: How do you know?
Nell: That’s what it had in its shopping trolley.
Me: Oh, I see.
Nell: Moving on, make sure to dress warmly for Sunday Songs today. It’s cold.
Me: I’d better wear my all-encasing hat.
Nell: You’d better not. You can’t go to Sunday Songs in a half-eaten hat.
Me: It’s only the front that’s a bit chewed.
Nell: Nevertheless. I hope you will be coming back to a Sunday roast.
Me: We will. Roast beef with roast potatoes, parsnips and carrots, cauliflower cheese, runner beans, Yorkshire puddings and gravy.
Nell: Good. We’re having the same.
Me: What’s your opinion on canapés?
Nell: I love them. Nothing beats a good vol-au-vent.
Me: Charlotte and I were saying the same thing. We thought we might start introducing them into the lead up to Christmas.
Nell: Introducing them to whom exactly?
Me: Us. We thought a little canapé on a Saturday evening might be just the thing.
Nell: You’re right. I shall discuss it with Poppy.
Me: You hardly ever say I’m right.
Nell: Only because you hardly ever are.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
