'I'm just going to write to my Mum, Mrs Vermilingua, to tell her about my medal and our holiday on Wight Island!' Wilson announced. 'Then I'll get another game of Name That Ant! ready — some of my friends are very anxious for a rematch.'
'Actually, it's always called the Isle of Wight,' I corrected him, 'because...'
'Whatevs…' he replied, cutting me off.
He had just picked up his medal and coffee mug (in separate paws, to protect his medal from the heat) when something caught his eye: Tiny Toy had picked up a crayon and was adding an entry to the Holiday List!
'Well, I never know he could do that!' W exclaimed.
'Oh, I taught him to read and write while you were busy doing things without us!' Antony proudly explained, adding, 'It can be very boring when you do things without us…'
'My Bursting Heart Must Find Vent At My Pen!' Tiny Toy cried.
Wow — hidden depths or what?!
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