Wilson rose late today owing to a slight (ie massive) overindulgence of chocolate yesterday left him feeling a tiny bit, as he puts it, 'Uncle Dick'. He assures me that a hearty breakfast of fried ants will be just the thing to put him back on his paws — but I shall probably steer clear of the kitchen while that's happening…
He has received a letter from his Mum, Mrs Vermilingua, wishing him a Happy Easter, advising him that he has another seven half-siblings, and enquiring whether Kenneth Byron Eustace Vermilingua (W's young stepbrother who came to stay with us a while ago) could holiday with us again.
W got on really well with little Byron, and it was lovely for him to have another anteater to do anteaterly things with, so he's going to write back and say he'd be welcome to visit during the summer holidays.
Summer holidays at the zoo are always a particularly trying time for Mrs V, due to the oppressive heat and increased visitor numbers. Mrs V. doesn't like visitors.
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