Over coffee this morning, Wilson told me, he'd changed his mind about the tattoo. I couldn't hide my relief and told him I was certain that he'd reached the right decision.
"I can see that the dragon was a silly idea," he continued, "which I would have regretted in the fulness of time. Instead, I'm going to have a pierced heart with the words 'MUM, Mrs Vermilingua' entwined around it. My heart sunk a little lower.
He went on to say, "And I don't want a dog. I don't think dogs like me. I was slightly chased by a dog once, and it barked at me. Dogs feel threatened by my superior intellect and climbing abilities. And my marketing skills, of course."
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