Even with his calendar to help him plan, Wilson still can't think of anything to do.
Therefore he has announced that he will move into the Tumble Dryer, now re-named THE MIND LABORATORY and vowed not to emerge until he has had at least one 'brilliant idea'.
He's taken with him a catering-size box of Cheesy Wotsits and a litre bottle of Ant Gin (both of which he assures me are 'brain food'), his iPhone (in case of emergencies) and a note pad to write down his ideas.
When boiled down to basics, this amounts to nothing more than a day in bed – but even so, I can't see him lasting more than a day, two at most…
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