Today — our last day here — we're going to the Helicopter Museum, but first Wilson insisted on re-visiting the Grand Pier for a final ice-cream.
Now we're there he keeps giggling about something, but he won't say what.
Also, there's something odd about the pier, but I just can't put my finger on what it is...
In other news, Wilson has received a text message from The Bees: apparently a large parcel arrived addressed to Wilson, which needed to be signed for — they're worried that they may have done the wrong thing in forging his signature.
The parcel's return address shows that it's from Andrea at The Zoo...
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