By the time I came down to breakfast this morning, Wilson had magnetted the bees' list of possible wedding dates to the fridge door. There were 25 dates on the list… and he had an objection to every one of them.
I took the list into the garden, where I found him sandpapering his beehive, and asked him about his reasons for rejecting some of the dates.
'Lumpy Rug Day?' I asked him. 'Really? Dance Like a Chicken Day? Yo-Yo day?'
He raised his eyebrows and replied, 'They're traditional celebrations, New Dad — anteaters the world over will be celebrating, for example, Tap Dance Day on 25 May!'
'Pink Day', I countered, 'would be a brilliant day for an all-girl wedding! Or Camera Day — we'll be taking loads of photos anyway!'
W stared at the ground, saying nothing.
I switched to my stern voice and asked him, 'Look, you've listed TWO Juggling Days — couldn't you give up one of those?'
'Alright,' he sighed, 'I suppose so. I'll give up the second one. I'll go and tell the girls.'
So, Polly- and Billi-B will be getting married on 13 June — keep the day clear!
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