Nell: You shouldn’t take photos of people falling asleep.

Me: I couldn’t help it. One minute they were playing and the next they’d both fallen asleep.

Nell: Kev’s tired. He’s getting over a nasty illness.

Me: I know he is.

Nell: And David can fall asleep anywhere.

Me: He certainly can. Darling Big Brave Beautiful Boy. Especially when Kev and I are cuddling him.

Nell: I see Nigel was trying to get in on the act again.

Me: He was just joining in, Nell. Nobody minded.

Nell: What are your plans today?

Me: It’s raining again so Sunday Songs will be at the Village Hall.

Nell: Is anyone performing?

Me: The Welsh Corgi Choir will be singing Dolly Parton’s greatest hits.

Nell: I hope you’re all going to be wearing rhinestones.

Me: The Cat is. I’m not sure I’m the rhinestone type.

Nell: Gladys and the Llamas are.

Me: They’re dancing the Time Warp.

Nell: I beg your pardon? That is not a Dolly song.

Me: No, it’s in honour of Tim Curry from The Rocky Horror Picture Show.

Nell: Yes, I know what it is.

Me: Our friends all danced to it at our wedding. It was a marvellous surprise. Kev and I were called onto the dance floor and then suddenly all these smartly dressed people leapt forward and started dancing the Time Warp.

Nell: A little unusual.

Me: We loved it. We felt like Brad and Janet.

Nell: I suppose I should be glad nobody is performing ‘Sweet Transvestite’.

Me: It might have been a bit too much for Sunday Songs.

Nell: I agree.

Me: Dave was quite keen to give it a go.

Nell: Enough. Let’s concentrate on the promise of roast beef and Yorkshire puddings with lashings of gravy and seasonal vegetables.

Me: Yes. Sorry.

Nell: I see you’re featuring Nigel again.

Me: He’s visiting.

Nell: He’s monopolising Kev. He shouldn’t be doing that.

Me: He and Kev are very close, Nell. He calls him ‘Uncle’.

Nell: Uncle?

Me: Yes.

Nell: Uncle Kev?

Me: No. Just ‘Uncle’.

Nell: I don’t like it.

Me: Well, you’re going to have to lump it because that’s the way it is.

Nell: Lump it?

Me: Put up with it. Charles Dickens used the phrase in ‘Our Mutual Friend’ in 1864 but it was popular before then.

Nell: I don’t need a history lesson.

Me: I thought you might be interested.

Nell: How was Manuel’s Spaghetti Bolognese?

Me: Delicious and the grated Parmesan was amazing.

Nell: Don’t be silly. Parmesan is never amazing.

Me: Malcolm grated it beautifully.

Nell: We had corn dogs.

Me: Corn dogs? I’m afraid I don’t like them very much.

Nell: Neither do I.

Me: May I ask why?

Nell: I don’t like the taste.

Me: No. Why you had corn dogs?

Nell: Poppy was too busy line dancing to bother cooking and she said they were appropriate.

Me: Oh dear.

Nell: Quite. Anyway, I’m not wearing a cowboy hat today.

Me: Good to know.

Nell: What are your plans?

Me: It’s raining which is delightful so I think I’m going to have a mooching around sort of day.

Nell: Sounds good.

Me: I never thought I would be happy to see rain but I really am.

Nell: We all are.

Me: Is it raining up there?

Nell: No, but I know it’s raining down there for you and that’s all that matters to me.

Me: Apart from not having corn dogs again for dinner.

Nell: Obviously.

Me: Or a big bowl of beans.

Nell: Stop.

Me: Or a Son-Of-A-Gun stew.

Nell: That’s enough.

Me: Sorry.

Nell: Good to see David and Harriet enjoying a swim in the river.

Me: They loved it.

Nell: But look at the colour of the water. It’s usually crystal clear.

Me: We had thunderstorms and rain after nothing for so long that it’s all gone muddy.

Nell: I don’t like it.

Me: I’m afraid climate change is happening everywhere, Nell.

Nell: I know. The Weather Guardians are deeply concerned.

Me: There’s an awful lot to be worried about in our world at the moment.

Nell: There is. I hope you are going to your aqua class this morning.

Me: I am.

Nell: It’s important to keep moving at your time of life.

Me: Yes.

Nell: I used to enjoy my aqua aerobics with Chloe.

Me: You were supposed to be walking but you just floated in the warm water.

Nell: How is Chloe?

Me: We had a lovely chat about you a while ago. She said you were a very special dog and I told her you were my soul dog.

Nell: I still am.

Me: You are, indeed.

Nell: How do you feel about country music?

Me: I enjoy it now and again.

Nell: Exactly. There’s a little too much of it going on at the moment for my liking.

Me: It’s the same here. Things will calm down soon.

Nell: What are your plans for the weekend?

Me: Nigel and Charlotte are coming over this evening for Spaghetti Bolognese.

Nell: From the Bus Stop?

Me: No. Stanley Smoochy is away so Manuel is cooking.

Nell: Manuel is an octopus.

Me: I know.

Nell: From Barcelona.

Me: It doesn’t mean he can only cook paella. Malcolm wants to help, but I’m not sure how.

Nell: Let him grate the Parmesan cheese. He’s a very sensitive flamingo.

Me: Yes. Sorry.

Nell: Harriet’s not happy.

Me: Dolly Parton died.

Nell: I guessed it was about Dolly from the cowboy hat.

Me: It is a bit of a clue.

Nell: I knew The Cat was a fan of Dolly’s but I didn’t know about Harriet.

Me: She loved her. We all did.

Nell: Well, tell Harriet she’s fine and having a wonderful time up here with her husband Carl.

Me: Did you see Dolly?

Nell: No, there were far too many Guardians waiting to greet her. But I expect I will one day.

Me: Dolly did so much for so many and she loved books.

Nell: She did.

Me: I’d be lost without books.

Nell: You and me both.

Me: Do you think I should go and check in on The Cat?

Nell: Yes, you definitely should. Take Dorothy with you.

Me: Dolly was greatly loved.

Nell: She still is. It’s rhinestones and cowboy boots everywhere up here. Poppy is in her element.

Me: I can’t imagine Poppy in rhinestones.

Nell: No. She’s gone for the boots and a cowboy hat.

Me: What about the blonde wig?

Nell: Don’t be silly. Mutley’s wearing that.

Me: Very funny. I’m guessing there’s a lot of country music going on up there.

Nell: There is. The music hasn’t stopped. What about you?

Me: Gladys and the llamas have been line dancing since first thing this morning and the Big Cat Vibe are playing at the Village Hall this afternoon.

Nell: I hope Gladys isn’t singing.

Me: No. Lady BaBa is making a guest appearance.

Nell: You’re going to be hearing a lot of ‘I will always love you’.

Me: I don’t mind and I will.

Nell: Will what?

Me: Always love you, Nell.

Nell: It’s mutual. Now go and comfort The Cat.

Me: Yes. Sorry.

Nell: David looks rather blue.

Me: That’s probably because he ate Harriet’s piece of steak pie by mistake and wasn’t allowed another one.

Nell: No. I mean literally blue.

Me: Oh, I see. He isn’t really. My camera keeps doing that to me.

Nell: Doing what? Turning animals blue?

Me: Picking up on whatever the main colour is in the picture.

Nell: Tell it to stop.

Me: I’m not sure how to do that.

Nell: Never mind. I hear you have some troubling news.

Me: I do. In fact it’s probably the reason why we’re all feeling blue.

Nell: Is it about Kev?

Me: No, he’s still doing well.

Nell: Or you?

Me: No, I’m fine. It’s the Cottage Hotel in Hope Cove.

Nell: The Cottage Hotel?

Me: Yes. Sarah and William have sold it.

Nell: I don’t believe you.

Me: It’s true. The rich buyers are going to turn it into a luxury resort.

Nell: That’s absolutely dreadful news.

Me: Yes, it is, isn’t it?

Nell: Mutley and Poppy are going to be extremely upset.

Me: We’re all upset.

Nell: Now I can fully understand why David has turned blue.

Me: He hasn’t really turned blue, Nell.

Nell: I think I might have a bluish tinge myself if you look closely.

Me: I wish I could.

Nell: This is the end of an era.

Me: It is.

Nell: So many happy memories gone in an instant.

Me: It will probably take a little time to actually happen.

Nell: Thank goodness it will live on in your book.

Me: Yes, I’m very glad about that.

Nell: And our conversations.

Me: A lot of things live on in our conversations.

Nell: Things?

Me: I mean people and animals. Not just places.

Nell: The Cottage Hotel has been sold.

Me: Yes. Sorry.

Me: I caught Harriet playing Cheeky Animals.

Nell: She’s an excellent player.

Me: I saw the tip of her tongue so I knew what she was planning and kept watching until she stuck her tongue out.

Nell: Did you say ‘Cheeky Animal’?

Me: Yes, and I took a photo.

Nell: I mean the first time.

Me: What first time?

Nell: When you could see the tip of her tongue?

Me: No, I waited.

Nell: It’s a draw. She won the first round.

Me: I didn’t know the tip of the tongue counted.

Nell: Well, you do now. Moving on, how was your aqua class?

Me: Really lovely. Water is my happy place.

Nell: Like Harriet.

Me: Yes, and Alice and Jonathan. Did I tell you they sometimes get up at 6am to go swimming in the lake before school?

Nell: You didn’t, but I like to think of them doing that.

Me: So do I.

Nell: Did anyone ask where you’d been this past week?

Me: Yes, they asked if I’d been on holiday and I explained I’d been at the hospital as Kev had been unwell.

Nell: How is Kev?

Me: He’s definitely on the mend but still on antibiotics.

Nell: It was a bad infection.

Me: Yes, it was.

Nell: He’s probably been eating too much fish recently.

Me: That’s absolute nonsense, Nell, and you know it.

Nell: He’s a man not a seal. How is Princess, by the way?

Me: She and Sir Roger Blubbery are enjoying all the attention from the tourists.

Nell: Grockles love seal watching.

Me: And Herr Hoffmann is making Kev a steak pie for Kev’s dinner this evening with new potatoes, broccoli and green beans so no sign of fish.

Nell: Why bring fish into it? We were discussing seals.

Me: Sorry.

Me: It might be my imagination but I think the countryside looks a little greener.

Nell: The Weather Guardians haven’t mentioned any rain today, but one can hope.

Me: That part of our walk is always green, of course, it’s the fields that are parched.

Nell: Why is Harriet sitting down?

Me: Is she?

Nell: She never sits down. She’s always on the move.

Me: Maybe she just needed a break?

Nell: I think she’s listening to something, or someone.

Me: Probably the birds. I love listening to the birds, too.

Nell: Were there any Beefies around?

Me: No. They don’t bother with countryside walks.

Nell: Or rooks?

Me: There might have been. It’s difficult to know.

Nell: Use your Merlin app to locate them.

Me: How do you know about that?

Nell: I know about everything.

Me: No, you don’t, or you wouldn’t ask questions.

Nell: Maybe I ask questions to help you realise what you know?

Me: What do you mean?

Nell: Sometimes you know more than you think.

Me: Well, I don’t know if Harriet was listening to anything and I don’t know what she was listening to if she was.

Nell: Well, I’m struggling to listen to you this morning and it’s only Monday.

Me: That’s not very nice.

Nell: How’s Kev?

Me: Very tired but improving, hopefully.

Nell: Is he booking to see the doctor?

Me: Yes.

Nell: Good. I hope you’re going to your aqua class. You missed it last week.

Me: For a very good reason. I was on my way to the hospital with Kev.

Nell: Nobody said it wasn’t a good reason and stop reliving it all. You’ll only get upset again.

Me: You’re right.

Nell: Just concentrate on splashing around in the water. It’s your happy place.

Me: Yes. Sorry.

Me: Happy Sunday.

Nell: You sound brighter.

Me: I had a good sleep and Kev’s foot and leg are nearly back to normal with no redness at all.

Nell: Such a relief.

Me: It is. He took Dave and Harriet on a long walk yesterday and Charlotte and I had a lovely shorter walk with Nigel.

Nell: I see you came across some cows. Did you say hello?

Me: We didn’t want to bother them, Nell.

Nell: Cows always appreciate a gentle greeting but never a sharp bark.

Me: You need to tell Dave that. He can be very noisy. Nigel was quiet and polite.

Nell: How unusual.

Me: What do you mean?

Nell: Nigel can be extremely reactive around others.

Me: Only other dogs.

Nell: It’s false bravery.

Me: Yes. Marvin is the same. They’re rescue dogs.

Nell: I was discussing being a rescue dog with Mutley yesterday.

Me: What did he say?

Nell: It wasn’t an easy time but it was almost worth it for the moment of rescue when you finally realise you are truly safe and loved.

Me: It breaks my heart to think of all the animals in need of a home.

Nell: I know. Make sure you think of them at Sunday Songs today.

Me: I will.

Nell: I hope Herr Hoffmann is cooking a Sunday roast. Kev will need a proper meal.

Me: It’s still quite warm so we thought we’d have a delicious salad.

Nell: A salad?

Me: He’s making a quiche and there will be new potatoes.

Nell: This is outrageous. You’ll be telling me there’s no bacon next.

Me: I’m not telling you anything.

Nell: Poppy is not going to believe this.

Me: Then don’t tell her.

Nell: Poppy and I have no secrets between us.

Me: Of course. Sorry.

Nell: I see Nigel is visiting you again.

Me: It’s the weekend, Nell. Nigel always visits us. This morning I woke up to find Harriet on the bed and then Nigel appeared and came and gave her a kiss.

Nell: A kiss?

Me: Such a loving thing to do.

Nell: I’d call it over-friendly.

Me: Nigel does it to Dave, too, and he used to try it with you.

Nell: I remember. Dreadful.

Me: You were very mean to him, Nell.

Nell: He annoyed me.

Me: Well, Harriet didn’t mind a morning kiss at all.

Nell: She’s too polite.

Me: She loves Nigel. We all do.

Nell: Moving on, what did they say at the hospital?

Me: We had quite a long wait again as they wanted to do blood tests to see if Kev is improving.

Nell: And is he?

Me: Yes. The doctor said everything is moving in the right direction.

Nell: What a relief.

Me: It is. He has to go back to our local doctor next week but not to the hospital unless something changes.

Nell: Which it won’t. Did you sleep any better?

Me: I did. A little. I’m still on high alert, to be honest.

Nell: You’ll calm down soon.

Me: Both Kev and I are completely exhausted by it all.

Nell: No wonder. Try and take it easy this weekend, please.

Me: We will. Don’t worry.

Nell: But I do. It’s my job.

Me: At least Kev’s allowed to go walking in the countryside again so Dave and Harriet are pleased.

Nell: Did you find out why Harriet was in the Staff Only area?

Me: No. I had other things on my mind.

Nell: Well, find out today.

Me: She won’t tell me.

Nell: You’d make a terrible detective.

Me: I know. Sorry.

Nell: You’re up early again. Too tired to sleep?

Me: I just can’t settle at the moment, Nell. Thoughts keep whirling around in my head and I go over things again and again.

Nell: You’re going to have to try and calm down or you will make yourself ill.

Me: I know. I just need to hear from the doctors that Kev really is on the mend.

Nell: You will. Try not to worry so much.

Me: It’s in my nature, I’m afraid.

Nell: I see from these photos that you took David and Harriet down to the river yesterday.

Me: We did. Kev wanted to get some fresh air and seemed to be feeling a lot better.

Nell: Good to hear.

Me: Yes, we’re off to the hospital later so they can check on his progress.

Nell: The antibiotics seem to be working.

Me: They do, but I’ll still be glad when the doctors confirm it.

Nell: Of course you will.

Me: It’s been quite a week, Nell.

Nell: I know. So, why was Harriet in the Staff Only section?

Me: What?

Nell: The sign says clearly ‘No Entry Staff Only’.

Me: You know what Harriet is like when she’s out on a walk. She runs everywhere.

Nell: I know exactly what Harriet is like.

Me: Why are you saying it like that?

Nell: She never does anything without a reason.

Me: She was just having fun.

Nell: Harriet is a spy. She’s up to something.

Me: Nonsense.

Nell: She was disgruntled because she couldn’t go out.

Me: She got over it.

Nell: She was following a lead.

Me: She rarely wears one, Nell. She’s such a good girl when we’re out. Dave’s the one on a lead.

Nell: Not that kind of lead.

Me: Oh, I see. Sorry.