When Wilson had finished giving the girls their talk on the Facts Of Life, he emerged from the conservatory, shaken and agitated.
I sat him down in the dining room with a cup of strong tea with ants and asked him what had happened. He insisted that Antony and Tiny Toy be shut out of the room as 'they're just too young to know this… this stuff! They just couldn't handle it.
'The bees told ME the Facts Of Life!' he spluttered. 'They already knew them, and they knew WAY more than I did! They told me all about the birds. And the bees. It was terrible! It was Totes GROSS! I can never un-know some of the stuff they told me! I've been traumatised — I may never sleep again…'
Oh dear.
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