Over coffee this morning I tried to explain to Wilson that Brideshead Revisited and the Lewis stories were just fiction, like the movie Moon which so upset him but which he eventually conceded was not 'real'.
He held up his paw, interrupting me in mid-flow, to say that he'd re-read the prospectus and the course didn't offer what he'd expected. It was all about studying ants scientifically, sticking microchips on their heads, dyeing their food to study their socialisation and so on, not at all what he wanted to do.
I asked him what he'd been hoping for from the course, and he replied, 'Obviously ant breeding, ant farming, ant cooking and ant recipe development. Restaurant management and marketing. Stuff like that.'
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