Transience

Tilly and Arthur were playing in the shed and I overheard them talking. The shed was a time machine and they were finding artifacts from the past we'd just dug up in the garden (a stone ball, a Shippams meat paste jar and a rusty isolating switch amongst other things). And it reminded me that we (society - education - commerce) think our kids old... when all they want to do is be kids.
My old neighbour Rod emailed me this evening to tell me our old house has just been raided today by a dozen cops with a sniffer dog!!!!