Next on Wilson's Schedule of Fun was a go on the trampolines. I paid for a 15-minute session, but after only five he was lying on his back and gasping for breath.
He told me afterwards that, like many things, it was much more difficult than it looks.
Once he'd got his breath back he earnestly assured me that the only thing which would help him recover was a 99 ice cream. And some barley sugar sweets. And some chocolate truffles.
Back outside he critically compared the size of his ice cream with the display model in front of the shop. He said that there should be a law against misleading advertising and, if he weren't so busy with the wedding preparations, he'd take it up with his MP.
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