07/01/2012

Wilson plans 'a big push'

Twelfth Night has been and gone and all the decorations are down. Wilson asked me when it would be Xmas again. 'What?', he gasped, 'I'm expected to wait a whole year until next Xmas? Okay, what's up next?'. He cheered up when I told him about the choc-fest we know as Easter.
W has already designed his promotional material for the Hi Wilson! plasters, and is now planning what he calls "a big marketing push".


06/01/2012

Rich and Famous?

Wilson has just finished the pack design for his plasters and is now working on the magazine adverts and posters. 
He's  pretty determined that this idea will be the one to fulfil Resolution #2 and make him Rich and Famous. Maybe this time he'll be right - after all, kids are always grazing their knees, falling out of trees, suffering minor nail-gun injuries, having chain-saw mishaps etc, so there's bound to be a huge market for novelty hand-made sticking plasters… isn't there?

05/01/2012

Design stage complete!

Here is Wilson's design for his 'Hi Wilson!' range of sticking plasters. What do you think?
Once he's 'in production' he plans to put a pannier on his micro-scooter and personally deliver supplies of the plasters to local pharmacies, supermarkets etc. This boy is a born entrepreneur!


04/01/2012

W gets his own transport!

Wilson has been out riding on his Xmas micro-scooter. 
He's had a couple of scraped knees, and now he's busy designing a 'Hi Wilson!' BandAid - he's always got an eye on Resolution #2!


03/01/2012

No guns :-(

After breakfast this morning I came upon Wilson standing morosely in front of the mirror flexing his arms. "Look - my guns are no bigger" he said, "even after all that weight-lifting. I'm going back to the gym. Will you give me a lift?" 
I told him I didn't think he should over-do his exercising, but he said he wasn't going there to exercise - he was going to ask for a refund.

02/01/2012

Resolution #1 fulfilled!

Wilson, having slept almost all day yesterday, woke me at the crack of dawn this morning asking for a lift to the gym. 
I drove him there and he bought himself a year's membership; he generously offered to buy a membership for me too, but I declined. He was, after all, using my VISA card.
I waited while he exercised, then we drove home again with W slumped in the passenger seat, exhausted.
As soon as we arrived home, W ate a massive meal of what he described as "energy food" (but looked very much like ants with deep-fried Xmas pudding) then went to sleep, leaving instructions that he should be woken in time for dinner. 


01/01/2012

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Wilson insisted on staying up until past midnight to see in the new year, so he is now still sound asleep!
However, all the New Year's Eve proprieties and traditions were properly observed last night - first-footing included a coin, bread, salt, coal and a bottle of ant gin. Auld Lang Syne was sung, tin trays were loudly banged, fireworks were lit etc. 
W's New Year's Resolutions are still posted on the fridge door, waiting to be kept, or broken… we shall have to wait and see.