Suddenly Wilson leaned against one of the counters and apprised me that, after all the excitement, he was feeling 'Well hypoglycaemic' so he 'Needed' a bag of Flying Saucers and a pack of Popcorn.
While he consumed these we made our way back to the car to head off to Blackgang Chine. As we walked along the prom, W reiterated to me his belief that today would have been 'Far too dangerous' for Antony and TT.
'Can you imagine them in the Dodgem cars?' he asked, rhetorically. 'It was totes brilliant, but well scary!'
Actually, I think they might have loved it — they certainly look pretty wistful when W relates each day's adventures to them back at the hotel each night…
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