First thing this morning, Wilson called his brother, Byron, to ask whether he could get here any earlier than Easter to help with building the new Museum.
Unfortunately, Wilson's Mum – Mrs V – answered the call.
Even more unfortunately, even though W had bought TWO Mother's Day cards, he had neglected to mail either of them.
I overheard quite a few acrimonious comments leaking from the earpiece, and quite a bit of grovelling from W…
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