Wednesday, September 1st, 2010
Every day is similar, but not similar enough to allow complacency. There's always a twist to keep us on our toes. "When will dinner be ready?" Granddad asks. "At 12 o'clock" I reply. "What time is it now?" he asks. "11 o'clock," and then before the minute hand has moved... "when will dinner be ready?" Oh no I think, bit early to be starting this isn't it?