The Visitation

Wee Willie Winkie runnin’ through the toon, Upstairs doonstairs in his nichtie-goon, Chapping at the windaes, peekin’ through the locks, Are a’ the children in their beds, it’s past eight o’clock. (slightly customised version of Scottish nursery rhyme – Wee Willie Winkie is the Scottish equivalent of the Sandman) I THE NIGHT began just likeContinue reading “The Visitation”

The Visitation

Wee Willie Winkie runnin’ through the toon, Upstairs doonstairs in his nichtie-goon, Chapping at the windaes, peekin’ through the locks, Are a’ the children in their beds, it’s past eight o’clock. (slightly customised version of Scottish nursery rhyme – Wee Willie Winkie is the Scottish equivalent of the Sandman) I THE NIGHT began just likeContinue reading “The Visitation”