We’re driving along. Lillian is holding Julie the chihuahua.
How come dogs know our language, but we don’t know dog language?
Later, still driving, she is watching the moon.
How come the moon always follows us? Why doesn’t it follow other people? How come, Mummy?
We’re at the farm, walking back over the hill as the sun is setting behind us. Lillian is holding my hand. Stars are just appearing.
Daddy, where do stars come from?
Well, they’ve always been there….
But where did they come from?
Well, a long long time ago…
What, before there we had the farm?
Yes, before the farm was even here…
What, no trees and grass and things?
Nope. Nothing at all.
Where were we?
We didn’t exist. We weren’t even born yet.
Yep… So suddenly there was a big explosion, and suddenly there was all dust and everything and then gradually it turned into stars and planets…
Where was the explosion?
This was getting difficult.
It was nowhere. There wasn’t anywhere for it to be yet.
What, you mean it was up in the sky?
I don’t think I can explain this one. Don’t understand it that well myself…
No, there wasn’t any sky until this explosion happened.
But where was it?
Hey, look over there, isn’t that a pretty cloud!