A Word of Warning When Approaching Dusks!
No, not a misprint (Although ‘Ducks’ should also be approached carefully); this is about that time of day when the evening is almost upon you (or, depending on the season, has been and arrived already) and the sun is gently setting in the West (as it does – if yours doesn’t please seek advice).
I am talking about the dusky twilight time of the day – the time when the chilled white wine can be opened and appetising canapés served with a degree of decorum (or, if preferred, a can of lager, four straws, and a bag of crisps may fit the bill – other options are available to suit differing tastes).
However, and here is the word of warning… ‘beware’ or ‘Beware’ or maybe even ‘Beware!’ Or if deemed absolutely necessary ‘BEWARE!!!!’
(Although to go to that extreme is not normally required in polite society).
Beware…
Beware the Jabberwock!
Beware the dog / cat / children, ducks, etc.
Beware the Ides of March
Beware the Bee
But, most of all beware the dusk.
“Why?” You may ask.
And ask you may.
But, if you think I have an answer to ‘that’ question…
… then you obviously don’t know me well enough.
G:)
Graeme Sandford 