The sun came out this morning so Wilson popped into the Surf and Ski shop in the High Street to buy some Runner Wax for his sledge or, as he is now calling it, his luge.
On the way back the sky clouded over and he was caught in a torrential hail storm; by the time he arrived home he was soaked through and, given how he hates getting wet, in a pretty bad mood.
He is now watching the Olympic Ice Hockey, wrapped from head to toe in towels, steaming gently in front of the fire.
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