Following his 'exposure' in what he now calls 'the gutter press', Wilson intends to restore his reputation and put everything right by inventing and building a domestic robot. 'It will be a boon to all mankind' he assures me.
W eventually told me about his problem with the sheep. It seems they were quietly grazing in Hempsted Meadow - the sheep on grass, Wilson hunting unsuccessfully for ants - when they started telling each other jokes. The sheep made the fatal mistake of telling W the 'very rude ant-eater joke', and that finished their relationship.
It remains now only for me to discover what that joke is...
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