Can-Do attitude!

WIlson is still in bed, exhausted after his 24-hours Dr Who-a-thon. Last night he refused to enter any empty rooms unaccompanied, just in case there was a DALEK in there. He was pretty certain there was one in the downstairs loo, but I think it was just the cistern gurgling.

  

In spite of all your help and messages, Wilson has not heard anything from the Brighton Walk of Fame people. 

Rather than moping about it, though, he has adopted the Guerilla approach, and designed his own Walk of Fame plaque. He asks that each of you print it out, cut round the image and stick it on a pavement near you. Or if you live near a Walk of Fame, stick it over one of the existing plaques.

Never downhearted, Wilson has a real CAN-DO attitude… and a fear of Dr Who monsters!

Knock knock... Who's there? DOCTOR!

Wilson is ingeniously combining World Television Day, which was a couple of days ago, with World Doctor Who Day today by watching Dr Who on UK Gold all day. I think the Who-a-thon has already gotten too much for him: he's dropped off, and he's only on the Third Doctor!

Tom Baker and all of the later Doctors have been fantastic, but I think William Hartnell will always be the most sinister…

W has warned me that I shall have to cook dinner for us both this evening, as he can't leave the tv. I think this means he'll be too scared to go into the kitchen alone!

Wilson calls on his friends for help!

Wilson has been doing some research into how to get his name added to the Brighton Walk of Fame…

He's been in touch with the person in charge, the Founder and Managing Director, David Courtney, who told Wilson that, "The nomination and voting for the Brighton Walk of Fame are determined by community voting."

W is now appealing to all his friends to email David Courtney to ask to have Wilson Vermilingua OBE included. 

This is your chance to help Wilson in a matter that is close to his heart – the address is:

     info@walkoffame.co.uk

Wilson thanks you.

Adam Ant!

Wilson was researching online how to get his name added to the Brighton Walk of Fame when he came across an announcement from the De La Warr Pavilion, which is near here, that Adam Ant would be playing in concert there… and he'd missed it! By two days!

Along with the Beatles, Adam Ant is his favourite band (you may remember his tribute CD Hi Wilson sings Ant Music?) and he's really mad to have missed them performing so close to us. 

Still, he's channeling his anger into his Walk of Fame campaign.

Walk of Fame

We drove home to Uckfield via Brighton Marina, to avoid the city traffic, and stopped off there so Wilson could have another hot chocolate with cream and marshmallows. 

On our way to the restaurant Wilson noticed the Brighton Walk of Fame: a series of granite plaques set into the pavement, each honouring a celebrity who had some sort of tenuous link with Brighton. We strolled the length of the walk, reading the plaques and W occasionally asking me who someone was.

'You used to live in Brighton didn't you, New Dad?' Wilson asked me. I confirmed that I'd lived there for most of my life.

'And now you're my New Dad?' I smiled and nodded.

'Yet I'm not listed amongst these so-called celebs!' he cried. 'They include this Victorian alleged paedophile, yet they exclude me! Something's going to be done about this…'

Oh dear. I can feel a campaign coming on.

Perfect and beautiful...

Following my eye exam, the optician's findings were quite reassuring. 

Wilson, however, was a little disappointed to be told that his eyesight was 'near perfect'... because he'd set his heart on some 'cool and sexy' glasses. 

Once I'd bought him a pair of sunglasses, though, he cheered up and told everyone in the shop that the optician had said his eyes were 'perfect and beautiful.' 

Then we headed off to Brighton Marina for a cup of coffee…

Visit to the Optician

My GP suggested that I should visit the optician to get a full eye exam. Wilson was fascinated and, forgetting that we were there for my benefit, not his, proceeded to choose some frames for himself. From the Designer section, obviously.

He was most concerned that the lenses should be tinted to complement his eye colour. 

He also thought he'd need some of the special prescription swimming goggles (in spite of the fact that he can't swim), and a pair of prescription ski goggles (in spite of the… well, you get the idea).