I was about to say good morning but realised that it no longer is… Or perhaps it still is where you are, in which case, hold on to it tight. It’s a slippery customer and will be out of the door before you’ve had time to wake up properly…
On to matters more pressing; Let’s have a cup of tea and, I don’t know your opinion on such things but I thought I’d risk it, there are pastel de natas over at the table on the prim and proper plates, please help yourself. Do let’s have a seat whilst a certain Little House recounts his woes of the week…
Living on the Edge 241; Star Crossed…
Lucas was tired. He’d been up all night labelling the night sky with his new pen. He found it all endlessly fascinating and was trying to get a handle on what was where and who was travelling around whom.
In the previous month, as his interest had deepened, he bought the most expensive telescope he could afford, moved up to the high plain and had his roof especially adapted for his star gazing. He spent night after night peering into the dark sky, leafing through almanacs, marking pages in ancient encyclopaedias and googling every relevant www dot he could find.
“If only Outer Space would spend less time keeping him in the dark, trying to be mysterious,” he lamented, “and more time helping me understand then, perhaps, I wouldn’t need to sleep all day…”
However, his hopes of ever being aided in his studies came crashing to earth at great velocity when a loud wail issued from Jupiter who had just discovered that Lucas’s pen was, in fact, a permanent marker… xxx
Also this week, I have re-opened the online shop. Do pop in and visit if you get a moment.
Have a completely marvellous weekend… xxx