Polly-B, with Billi-B in attendance for moral support, approached Wilson this morning. They were both wearing inconsolably desolate expressions and for a moment I feared that the wedding might be off.
Polly produced a Polaroid of a fearsome-looking insect, saying that this was her Uncle Zortan. Mad Uncle Zortan.
Billi added that they had just received his RSVP to the wedding, even though he had not been invited.
The rumour in Polly's family is that his mother was a feral wasp.
Incidentally, Wilson has asked that I remind everyone (as though you could possible forget!) that today is World Rubber Eraser Day.
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