They can get their own

On Friday evening, I had this image pop into my mind and I wrote a story that just seemed to fall onto the keyboard. And after a week of photo essays, I thought, "Cool. A story." And Saturday's post was text, and no pictures. But then, Saturday evening, he came roaring back into my mind, again, and I wrote a second story about the Knight and his Squire. And that was Sunday's post. If you like, you can read them, here and here. Now, I'm an easy going kind of guy, most of the time. I go along with most stuff - try not to rock the boat, etc. But .. right now, the Knight and the Squire are sitting in a small tavern on the road to Jerusalem and they're getting drunk and having a grand old time and they want ME to write about it. And I ain't gonna do it. This is MY blog. If they want to tell their story - they can get their own.

Ndinombethe.