We are all packed for our holiday in sunny Bournemouth and we'll be leaving in a few minutes!
Wilson has left everyone in the kitchen busy making-up Mk2 WASTE clocks on a sort of production line, with strict instructions that the first consignment must be completed by the time we return.
He's just taken Antony in to say goodbye to a very disappointed Tiny Toy. TT isn't allowed to accompany us on our getaway because W is afraid that Antony will lose him somewhere. Bournemouth is a big, dangerous city where a teeny-weeny stuffed toy would not be safe.
Actually, he's quite worried about taking Antony there for the same reason.
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