Wilson took me to our local, bought me a drink then sat opposite me looking awkward. He asked me several times whether my beer was alright, before finally taking a deep breath and blurting out his news.
'New Dad, I don't want to go to Worthing for our holiday!'
I raised my eyebrows quizzically, and he continued.
'I know you're heart is set on a Worthing holiday, but I've found somewhere even better! I hope you're not too disappointed.'
I can't say I'm anything other than relieved, but I tried to arrange my face into an appropriate expression of despondency.
It now remains only to see where W thinks is better than Worthing. It's a pretty long list, I would imagine!
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