Wilson tries to heal his broken heart...

Wilson watched a documentary about Joni Mitchell on Sky Arts this morning. This inevitably brought back memories of his doomed romance and he got a bit morose as a result. 

I suggested he might work off his melancholy mood by doing a bit of gardening, so he headed out with a box of grass seed and some tools… and his wretched and terrifying "friend" sTony.

Faster! FASTER!

I've always found visiting Garden Centres to be quite hard work… no less so now that Wilson has discovered children's ride-in shopping trolleys! He's heavier than he looks, you know, and his constant cries of, 'Faster, New Dad! Faster!' make it quite an exhausting experience. 

We didn't actually buy anything on this trip, just kept chasing up and down the aisles until we were asked to leave. Oh, the ignominy!

The weather was sunny but chilly, and on the way home W confided that he was going to knit himself a scarf, so long as Andrea would cast it on for him. And cast it off, obviously. 

With the eye-wateringly high cost of postage it would be much cheaper to buy a scarf, but knitting does keep him out of trouble…

MONTHLY JOURNAL: JANUARY 2013

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Cast off...

Neither Wilson nor I have the faintest idea how to cast-off Baby Laura's scarf. Although we researched it on the internet, it looked way too complicated in the little diagrams, so he is posting it to his Big Sister Andrea so she can cast it off and give it to Laura.

The weather is much better today so after we've been to the post office to mail the scarf we're going on to a garden centre to see whether we can be inspired for the coming summer.

A more challenging test...

Wilson's verdict on baby Laura's scarf is that it performed well enough in yesterday's test, but that maybe the appraisal wasn't challenging enough.

For this reason he has headed out into the snow to see how the scarf functions in more trying circumstances. 

I did at least manage to persuade him to wear his boots during the evaluation, and I've got a mug of hot chocolate ready for him when he comes back in from the cold with his verdict.

Testing, testing...

Wilson has decided that baby Laura's scarf is probably long enough, but before he sends it off to her he insisted on testing it for warmth and softness. 

I make a suggestion...

Wilson was getting on with baby Laura's scarf this morning, and asked me how long I thought it should be. Laura is only a week old, so I told him I thought it was probably already big enough, and even if it was on the large side she would soon grow into it. 

I took this opportunity to talk to W about the coffee machine and the paper cups, which he intends to put on eBay. I really like the coffee from the machine, and using paper cups would dramatically cut down on washing-up, so I suggested we keep both the machine and the cups. 

The kitchen is just about full of boxes of paper cups, so I wondered whether W would consent to storing them in the Wilson Vermilingua OBE Museum of Old Stuff and a Robot… and to my surprise, he agreed! As he pointed out, we'll probably have used them all up by the time the museum opens to the public.

Wilson reaches a difficult decision

Today, over a cup of coffee, Wilson announced that he'd talked it over with his mother, Mrs Vermilingua, and had reached a difficult decision about his coffee delivery business. 

Mrs V told him that one of his ancestors, Great Great Uncle Gilbertian, had lost all his money investing in Costa Rican coffee futures, and that since his ruination, coffee had been like a curse on the Vermilingua family. Except for drinking it, obviously! 

Therefore, he said, he was reluctantly 'ceasing trading forthwith, and putting the coffee machine and the paper cups on eBay.'