Once Wilson had sent off his email job application to the Editor of the Daily Telegraph (BCC'd to the entire newsroom, the owner, all the shareholders, Teresa May, Jeremy Corbyn and Nick Clegg) he spent a restless night worrying.
Every few minutes he'd boot up his iPad and re-read his application to make sure he'd spelled all the difficult words properly.
Finally he fell into a deep sleep and awoke refreshed and hungry.
In the dining room he ordered a Full English Vegetarian Breakfast for himself — and for me, saying that he'd happily finish up anything I left.
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