After accidentally hypnotising himself several times yesterday, once I'd carried him unconscious to his bed Wilson dreamed of another ingenious adaptation for his New Clock invention!
He's sitting in the conservatory making notes before he forgets his dream. His clock contraptions are so top secret, he won't even tell me or Antony how they work.
In other news, he has decided NOT to market his own range of relaxation tapes, lest everyone who buys them starts dreaming about brilliant inventions themselves. He wants to keep all the best inventions for himself, to make him rich and famous!
Seems fair enough to me.
Also, too few people still have cassette players for his tapes to have been great sellers…
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