I couldn’t bear seeing Wilson so down, so in the middle of the night I carried him, still asleep, out of his bed to the car, along with Antony and Tiny Toy, and drove with them down to Weymouth.
I left a note for The Bees, explaining what I’d done… but while I was unpacking a moment ago I found it in my suitcase; in my haste I must have accidentally packed it!
I’ve phoned home and put everyone’s mind at rest, and I can only apologise for any distress…
Anyway, Wilson is still sleeping – as soon as he wakes up I’ll tell him: we’re on holiday!
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*Mea Culpa = My Bad in Latin – don't say this stuff isn't educational!
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