Wilson deserted his cosy warm bed.
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Last night Wilson, accompanied by Antony and TT, slept in the Asteroid Shelter in the garden as a precaution against being killed by the Draconid Meteor Shower.
Because of the very limited accommodation afforded by the Shelter, the rest of his family was forced to risk Sudden Death By Meteorite* Strike while nervously sharing my bed in the house. This, I have to say, made for a pretty restless night.
I finally got off to sleep about 3am, only to be rudely awoken moments later by a cold and very damp Wilson scrambling into bed beside me.
He judged that the 'imminent danger' had passed, and remaining in the (still partly flooded) Asteroid Shelter was 'Just not viable.'
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* A Meteorite is a Meteor that strikes the Earth — educational or what?!
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