When Polly asked whether she and Billi could have a word with Wilson in private, he was certain that they wanted to pick his brain about the Blog — editorial style and so on — but that was not the case…
Once they were alone, Billi explained that they needed to have a quiet word with him about Uncle Zoltan.
'What, Mad Uncle Zoltan?' Wilson asked, apprehensively.
'We don't call him that any more,' Polly admonished, 'We call him "Differently Abled" Uncle Zortan. Or just Uncle Zortan.'
'Anyway,' Billi continued, 'we invited him to come to stay with us over Xmas, but he didn't reply. Now we've just had this letter saying he's on his way and he'll be here soon.'
Wilson grew visibly tense and asked, 'How soon?'
'Tomorrow morning!' Polly replied.
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Today, Paris is Capital of the World!
Aujourd'hui, Paris est capital du monde!
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