Where's Wally?

I was promised sunshine!

All I got was ice-cold grey skies.

I don't think Wally was very pleased either.

Not a word out of him. Tess told me to poke him with a stick. She even brought me one! But I didn't because she's mean and I am not.

I told him he should find somewhere better to hibernate than an open spot on a dead tree on the blasted heath.