Back at the hotel, Wilson reacted pretty much as I expected when I explained Xmas to him: he was hysterical with excitement. I drew the curtains and made him breathe into a paper bag to calm him down, but I can't imagine he'll get much sleep tonight. Or on Xmas eve. Or possibly any night in between.
He remembers seeing a model of Father Xmas in Selfridges, so I had to take him back there so he could see him again, now that he knows who he is!
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