...midnight has slipped by again, pulling the bed covers with it.
Time fleeting, flighting, fernickity. So time shall be the prompt.
|My sons way back when they were still known as the Hobbits, discovering Bronze Age Scottish 'things' in the land around Cairnpapple, or maybe just rabbit shits. Yeah, probably just rabbit shits or chocolate raisins as they used to call it. No I don't eat chocolate raisins any more, funny that.|