Ever since Wilson came to live with me we've always had several holidays each year.
Apart from anything else, they use up his energy and keep him out of trouble, but this year we can't have a proper holiday because of the Covid-19 Pandemic, and Wilson is really missing the opportunity to get away – he's moping around and looking a bit miserable most of the time.
Ever since we visited Southwold – home of the world's most expensive beach huts – a few years ago, W has had a bit of a yearning to own a beach hut, so this morning when I found him lounging about in the dining room looking a bit down I suggested that perhaps he could build a little beach hut of his own so he could pretend to be at the seaside – nothing too elaborate, perhaps just a couple of big cardboard boxes Sellotaped together.
I'm sure Nërp could help with the dangerous bits like cutting out the door…
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• Nërp’s niece, supposedly here on a Work Experience Placement with her uncle.
• Sullen and uncommunicative, she does not play well with others but does watch a lot of tv.
• Nërp promised us we’d 'love her' and she’d be 'useful around the house' but I’m sure he’d never met her before she arrived here.
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