Entry 14: in which the boy asks a good question

I was staring into a mirror reflecting (little bit of humour there) when the boy appeared. Now I own up to having a soft spot for the boy. He may be a couple of choristers short of a choir, but he's basically a good lad.

After a little bit of this and a little bit of that he gets around to what is on his mind and it is along these lines:

"This universe business"

"Yeees" I respond cautiously

"Watching the big bang and so on ..."

"Yeees ..."

"The creation of space and time in a single tumultuous event ..."

My word, he is on a roll, "Yeees ... "

"Well, if we're watching and birth of the universe, and the creation of space and time and all that, then we can't be 'in' that universe can we? So what's the new universe 'in' that we're 'in', so we can be watching it, but not part of it, if you see what I mean ...?" His voice trails away.

Well naturally I see what he means. That's the curse of being a deity. But, bleeding heck, I wasn't expecting this.

"Well, there is an answer, and it's a jolly good one, but why don't we head for the milk and cookies right now while I think of an equally good way to divert your attention?"

Well, actually, I didn't say all of that, not the last bit anyway, but it did the trick. Now I have to find some simple way of dishing up the meaning of life, the universe and everything. Bugger.