"What was it like when you were young?" asked my 9 yr old stepson. Realising that he saw me as someone who had been born old and had lived through all time I replied, "Every morning when I got up I opened the door of the cave..." This sparked a series of impromptu bedtime stories when Dinosaurs ruled the world and the Beast of Bodmin Bog terrorised the Municipal Washing Facilities, yet stories that never seemed to satiate his appetite.