And So To Bed

Rubob the gentleman farmer turned in late tonight, after enjoying several slices of bread from a fresh loaf he found waiting up for him on the cutting board in the kitchen. His thoughts as he prepared for bed were quite brief, and more to the point than Tine's.

"And so to bed," he thought (with a tip of the hat to Samuel Pepys, who invariably concluded his daily entries in his diaries with that phrase).


Prof. Hillyer at Village Library. Photograph by Henry Mason