He said that I shouldn't eat the tomato until Tuesday, as he'd need to borrow it back tomorrow for 'display purposes' — whatever that means.
Both boys have been rooting round in Wilson's "Museum" (garden shed) looking for an old fold-up Gazebo that Wilson is certain was once one of his exhibits.
Byron is very impressed by the Museum, although understandably anxious about The Robot — which is now described as the "Killer Robot [decommissioned] [probably]."
The Gazebo is apparently an essential constituent of the Tomato Farm Shop which they plan to open on Monday.
I'm not looking forward to that — please drop by tomorrow to give me some moral support in case I have to put my foot down.
Or if you want to buy some tomatoes, I suppose...
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