After considering the Riddle of the Seven Wonders of the Isle of Wight for a little while, Wilson said he'd like to get some fresh air… though I think what he really wanted was to locate a life-belt and stand very close to it.
We went up to the top deck and he stood bravely by the rail, firmly clutching the bag with Antony and TT in it, pondering the depth of the water while watching the Portsmouth coast recede behind us as we approached the Ryde Ferry Terminal.
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