Good luck, Wilson!

I've just waved Wilson off from Uckfield station. Polly-B, Antony and Tiny Toy all came to wish him well, and as the train pulled out we all waved and shouted 'Good Luck, Wilson! Good Luck!' 

Once the train had pulled out of sight Polly-B turned to me and whispered, 'I've got a very bad feeling about this.'

'Nonsense!' I replied, 'The Force is strong with this one!'

I have given W strict instructions not to turn on his light sabre while on the train or in any no-smoking areas!