20/07/2013

Spread the love!


Wilson loved his paddling pool, staying in it all day yesterday until his paws went all wrinkly and he thought he was starting to dissolve! 
Since we got back from Jersey, many of you have been in touch to tell him how much you liked his car window stickers... so he has produced a version for you to print, cut out and stick in your own cars!
He understands that most of you will not be fortunate enough to have an anteater of your own, but he says that using these stickers will 'Spread the Anteater Love!' — and surely we all want to do that!



19/07/2013

Woo! Look at me! I'm swimming!


Although his family originates from a very hot country, Wilson has spent all his life in Sussex, and he's not used to the current high temperatures which he's finding a bit oppressive. So he has bravely put aside his inherent dislike of water, and bought a paddling pool from Amazon.
He was waiting anxiously this morning for the postman to deliver it. When it finally arrived Wilson took the box and ran into the garden, tearing it open as he went, and erected it quickly. Then using the hose he added ¾" of water and gingerly lowered himself in.
After a few minutes he was splashing about happily and I suggested he might like a little more water. He refused, saying that anything deeper than ¾" might pose a drowning risk for Antony or his Tiny Toy. 


18/07/2013

The sTone Brothers receive their gifts...


Wilson has presented the sTone Brothers with their souvenir sticks of Jersey Rock… though I can't imagine what they're going to do with them: sTony can't find his to eat it, and sToneye can only look at his… but W says that they are both pleased with their gifts. 
I expect he'll be back later to help… possibly by eating the rock for them!
At the moment Wilson is busy on-line ordering up a paddling pool from Amazon.


17/07/2013

Friends reunited


Without Wilson's constant diversions to fairgrounds etc we made good time back to Uckfield.
Once W had woken up he went next door to retrieve Diesel the Goldfish, and they had a tearful reunion… although I never worked out how W could be so certain that Diesel was crying, what with him being underwater.
Wilson presented Diesel and Antony with sticks of Jersey Rock, and an extra-small stick for Tiny Toy, before heading out into the garden to see sTony and sToneye.


16/07/2013

Holidayed-out!


Following an uneventful journey back to Poole on the ferry and an undisturbed night at the hotel (to Wilson's disappointment — no refund this time!) I thought we'd be heading straight home. 
But Wilson has a knack of seeking out fun, and he directed me to Bournemouth where he discovered a sea-front fairground. 
He had a ride on the carousel (scarier than it looks) and an ice-cream (not as big as he expected) before finally declaring himself 'completely holidayed-out!' 
Climbing into the back seat of the car he settled down to sleep, telling me that I'd have to rely on the sat-nav to get me home as he was too tired for any more map-reading.



15/07/2013

A mechanical fish tries to cheer Wilson up


Wilson always gets a bit melancholy when a holiday draws to a close, and today is no different. 
We spent the morning at the St Helier Maritime Museum which was in fact very good and filled with excellent interactive displays, though W was too morose to pay much attention. He did like this giant copper fish-head which opened its mouth when you pressed a foot pedal, however!
After lunch he spent some time forlornly arranging his 'We've Been to Jersey' car stickers in the rear window before we head off to the ferry terminal later today.



14/07/2013

Ich bin eine Jersey!


Since our visit to The War Tunnels, Wilson has felt quite a connection to Jersey and its people. Today he said he wanted to re-visit the statues in Freedom Square, so he could demonstrate his solidarity with the Jersey Islanders. 
Once we arrived he stood amongst the bronze figures and, paraphrasing the late President Kennedy, shouted at the top of his voice, 'Ich bin eine Jersey!' He then raised one paw aloft in the universal gesture of fraternity and asked me to take his photo.
It was a very moving moment… although I'm pretty sure W's shouted slogan translates as 'I am a pullover!'
Then back to St Brelade's bay for another wonderful dinner on our last full day on Jersey.