I suggested we head into the 'Port Wen Café' for some coffee and cake... and ice-cream... and an Ant Slushie (that wasn't on the menu, but Wilson always travels equipped with some spare ants), but he was a bit worried about the sign outside reading, 'ALL Doggies Are Very Welcome!' since, as he's mentioned before, dogs seem to have an inherent dislike of anteaters. Or perhaps it's just Wilson.
Whatever, I went on ahead to check out the dog situation, and it turns out there weren't any at the moment, so I called W in — the surf board causing only minor inconvenience and breakages.
I removed Antony and Tiny Toy from my pocket, set them down on the table and we all shared some 'grindage' as W still insists on calling food.
Over our scoff Wilson confessed that, although he was disappointed he hadn't got to meet Ms Caroline, and taken a selfie with her, and proposed marriage, perhaps it was after all for the best.
'Mayhap I'm intended to be a solitary, single Anteater, New Dad.' he said, 'always an Uncle, never a Dad...'
He tried to smile as he said this, but his voice betrayed his emotion.
Anyway, tomorrow we're off to Mevagissy — who could fail to have his spirits lifted by such a prospect?!
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