Time is precious. Roger is all about time. He was given to me by my friend who I’ve known for forty-six years. That’s a lot of time to know someone. A lot of sharing. Hundreds of hours of friendship, zillions of minutes of talking about life and the universe.
I think of my friend every time I twist Roger around. Four minutes for a boiled egg, thirty-five minutes for a Bakewell tart.
He’s got a nice solid tick-tick-tick, Roger has.
There is much to write about time.