CHRISTMAS LIGHTS

Breakfast conversation this morning touched on Google's race to build a world-beating Quantum Computer, and the risks posed by solar flares to our nearest Earth-like planet, Proxima b  — meaning that Wilson still hasn't reached the New Scientist Metaphysics feature. Thank goodness.

Having been disappointed in his bid to cut the ribbon when the High Street was re-opened, and not being invited to open the Allsorts Christmas Shop, Wilson has written to the Mayor enquiring whether she'd like a Local Celebrity to switch on the Uckfield Xmas Illuminations.

W was on quite good terms with John Carvey, one of Uckfield's previous mayors, but he's never met the new Mayor, Ms Louise Eastwood, so he's very keen to make a good first impression. To this end, he's asked Antony to proof-read his email for grammatical and spelling errors.

OMG — I've just noticed that while W fine-tunes his email, Antony is passing the time by reading the New Scientist Metaphysics Special Edition! I don't know what I'll do if HE starts to display 'Reality Problems' — I imagine psychiatrists for soft toys must be very difficult to find... and probably expensive too!