This morning the postman brought a letter for Wilson containing a Polaroid of Colin the Knitted Camel playing with his friends.
W showed it to me proudly, saying that Colin seemed to be settling down well with his new family.
Some time later he showed the picture to me again, saying, 'This isn't Colin's handwriting — I'm afraid he's being held against his will!'
I told him he was overthinking this and Colin was fine, but it seems the only thing that will set his mind at rest is a visit to see Colin in the flesh.
Well, in the Pure Cotton Double Knit...
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