A few minutes before eight o'clock yesterday evening we all trooped out onto the front porch to "Clap for Carers" – a show of support for the NHS, its Staff, and all health workers and caregivers.
We were joined by several neighbours at their own front doors and we all clapped, cheered and whooped until our hands hurt from clapping – when we could hear distant applause and cheering coming from all around the estate and the village.
Diesel the Goldfish blew copious bubbles, and even curmudgeonly Uncle Zoltan cheered and threw his top hat into the air…
After a few minutes, we returned inside and reflected on what had just happened.
It had been a strangely moving and bonding experience and Wilson, wiping a tear from his eye, confessed to feeling 'Totes Emosh…' – a feeling echoed by several of the others.
WE ❤️❤️❤️ our NHS!
Wilson is having trouble thinking of Classic Children's Books which he can easily update – I suppose he's suffering from Plagiarist's Block.
To give his subconscious mind a chance to solve this complex conundrum, this morning he took Nërp's niece Jīqìrén for a tour of his Asteroid Shelter, thinking she would be amazed by his awesome structure.
She was not.
Actually she said that she'd 'Rather be hit by an asteroid than spend any time in this bleak and cheerless cave!'
Wilson was a bit taken aback by this, but before he could protest she continued, 'You are SUCH a boy!' which W at first thought was a compliment – but it wasn't.
'You haven't even got any matching cushion covers. Typical! An armchair and a tv and you're satisfied.'
Wilson tried to explain that a lack of matching cushion covers was secondary to saving your life, but Jīqìrén took a different view of the austere accommodation, announcing that she would design a complete decorative and architectural overhaul of the structure for his approval.
Whoever would have guessed that a young Taiwanese Robot would have such a highly developed sense of aesthetics and interior design?
So unlike her Uncle Nërp!
I think Wilson's robot Nërp is happy here.
Ever since he came to live with us we've made him welcome, treated him as an equal and given him anything he could want.
We don't ask him to do many chores (there's no point, really, as he doesn't do them anyway) and he's even got his niece Jīqìrén living with him for company.
I'm asking these questions because I've just watched the first episode of WestWorld Series 3 and while I loved it – very exciting and intriguing – it has made me think.
As a result, I have reached a decision:
Although for obvious reasons Nërp is really interested in programmes about robots, he must NEVER watch WestWorld series 3…
