Wilson has converted his bedroom into Philae, the Rosetta Comet Lander.
He's sitting inside it wearing his Space Suit (dressing gown) with his microscope, communicating by email (or by shouting, if nobody replies) requesting supplies of Astronaut Food (Ant Juice and Cheesy Wotsits) be brought to him by the Space Drones (Polly and Billi).
He's been in there all day apart from a brief trip back to Earth (so he could watch his hero Adam Ant on Loose Women this afternoon) then returned to 67P/Churyumov-Gerasimenko saying he had to adjust his solar panels before nightfall so his batteries don't fail.
I think he's worried about his iPad running out of power before bedtime…
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