Following a couple of therapeutic mugs of hot chocolate (with extra therapeutic squirty cream, marshmallows and ant sprinkles) Wilson was pretty much back to his normal, cheerful self today.
Then I saw him taking out the Recycling…
On top of the pile of magazines I spotted the New Scientist 'Multiverse Special Edition.' I'd meant to hide that and secretly dispose of it in a plain brown envelope at the bottom of the bin.
Perhaps W won't notice it...
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