HI HONEY, I'M HOME

Late last night, or more accurately, very early this morning – long after everyone had retired to bed – there was a knock at the door.

Wilson answered it, and found Nërp standing in the porch.

Wilson asked what had happened his Xmas Tree, and Nërp told him that a commuter had admired it, so he had sold it to him for £50.

This deeply impressed Wilson, who announced that it had given him an idea… which is never a good sign. 

Before he turned in for the night, Nërp said he had been thinking, and he didn't want to be called Nërp any more. 

In future, he wants to be known as Nërp-Man, or possibly just The N-Man, which he thinks is a more suitable name for a high-profile SuperStar…