🎶 IT WAS FIFTY YEARS AGO TODAY… 🎶
I can still clearly remember the almost unbearable tension and excitement laced with anxiety and apprehension – although of course to the boys it's more like a history lesson.
However, I've and told them what I recall about Apollo 11 and the heart-stopping Lunar Touchdown and shown them some archive footage, and Wilson has decided to commemorate the anniversary in the best way he knows how: with some saleable souvenirs!
Accordingly, he's designed a Souvenir Postcard and some Badges – one of the Badges shows a Lego President Kennedy giving his iconic Landing A Man On The Moon Speech to Congress on 25 May 1961, and the other… well, the other one doesn't.
With all the excitement, Wilson was unable to sleep last night – so he got up and designed some more decorations to use while drinking his Apollo Eleven Cocktails.
Check back tomorrow to see how the party went…
The 50th Anniversary of the Moon Landing is TOMORROW!
Wilson and Byron, together with the younger children, have been making Lego Space ships and so on, and intend to observe the occasion with a little party involving 'Moon Cakes' and a special cocktail of W's own invention, which he calls The Apollo Eleven.
To help you pass the time until tomorrow, Wilson has drawn a diagram of some decorations you can cut out and make to spice-up your commemorative cocktails – although in the spirit of the Cold War, he's keeping the recipe (or formula, as he's calling it) of The Apollo Eleven Cocktail secret!
Also he suggests there is no better day to re-read his Space Flight Book, Anteaters In Space – perhaps while sipping your Cocktails!
I have suggested to W that he should try to keep young Pterry away from the cocktails – perhaps just letting him play with the Rocket Decorations…
Wilson favours sports and games which can be played sitting down – F1 Racing, Name That Ant, Exploding Kittens, Sushi Go! and similar.
At one time he thought he might be a Wimbledon Tennis Champion, but grudgingly acknowledged that he would need to take a nap between Sets. And Games. And probably even between points.
Neither of us knows whether he likes Cricket, because whenever he's tried watching it he's been asleep within seconds…
However, as he told me this morning, 'We don't win many International Sporting Events, so when we do it's worth celebrating! – You know, making a bit of an effort!'
Young Pterry has been following Wilson around all morning, plaintively crying, 'Mummy – can we go to the park?', 'Mummy – can we play Lego?', 'Mummy – can I play Angry Birds on your phone?' and finally, 'Muuu-mmmyyy – I'm booored!'
Eventually Wilson was worn down, and agreed to watch some television.
They all settled down in the living room, Byron turned on the TV, and on came one of Wilson's favourites – The Clangers.
The Clangers are way cute – Wilson and Byron both love them – but something about them worries me.
Partly it's the way they communicate only by whistling, yet I can understand almost everything they say, and partly it's because they remind me of someone – but I just can't think who…
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NEWSFLASH! The Clangers are 50 years old this year!
Wilson and Byron have been doing some research to find out why Pterry thinks Wilson is his mother.
Wilson explained, 'When an animal hatches from its egg, the first thing it would usually see would be its mother. Consequently, the animal will assume that the first thing it sees is its mother – whatever that thing may be… a boot, a soft toy, a ball or, in this case, me! It's called "Imprinting".'
Pterry (who is there, apparently, because he is interested in researching his Family Tree) nodded enthusiastically, then gazed adoringly at W.
'So how do you stop this?' I asked, 'Can't you just explain things to the little guy?'
Wilson frowned. 'You can't,' he said. Pterry will always think I'm his mother – which is going to be well awks if I'm out on a date with some hot young lady!'
'Well Awks!' Byron agreed, glumly…
