A Little Bit of Stardust for Your Finger, Eh? You know, there are some evenings, after the last cup of tea has been savoured and the tools are all tucked away, when I step outside and just tilt my head back, looking up at that vast, inky canvas above. It’s absolutely crackers, isn’t it, how many tiny little pinpricks of light are up there, each one telling its own ancient tale. Sometimes, one star seems to wink just a bit brighter, catching your eye, holding your gaze for a moment longer than the others. It's those tiny, shining moments, those little flashes of wonder, that often get my mind b...
