Tessie: Hi there! I'm on the train to Frankfurt airport now. Meant to phone you last night but didn't manage. Are you cross with me?
Merce: Hello Tessie, don't be silly. Certainly I'm not cross with you. I can imagine how hectic it was yesterday.
Tessie: It was! But I even managed to go to town and put flowers on the grave. It was his birthday.
Merce: I know, I was there in the morning.
Tessie: Did you put a small pink stone on the tombstone?
Merce: I did. It was a spontaneous idea to go to the cemetery, I didn't have any candles or flowers. I could have gotten him some from the shop opposite, but I somehow don't like all these things on graves. So bourgeois...
Tessie: Well I do like bringing him flowers, shells, stones... He's got quite a collection by now. Yesterday I put loads of dry hydrangea heads from the garden on his place.
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Merce: Oh that's fabulous! Very pretty!
Tessie: And not bourgeois?
Merce: Not at all! You always do it in such a tasty and original way. He would like it, I'm sure.
Tessie: I only don't know how long they'll keep. Frost and snow will discolor them. What d'you think?
Merce: I think they'll keep as nicely as they do on the bush. But if you want, I'll go and have a look from time to time. It will force me to have a walk!
Tessie: Thank you. I do appreciate it.
Merce: Any time. Now Tessie have a fabulous trip and let us know from time to time how you're doing. Take care!
Tessie: Thank you. Yes, you'll hear from me regularly. Bye!! 
Tessie is on the train to Frankfurt airport and going on a trip. Tessie visited the grave yesterday and decorated it. Merce was there yesterday too. Merce will check on the grave from time to time for Tessie.