Living in a Crannog.

I wake up immediately it is light and set to work. My first usual jobs are rather difficult, feed the cattle, milk the goats and do some fishing. Then I have to cook the food and eat it. Then comes the fun part of the day hunting with my father and his tribe.

One day we were nearing our hunting destination when we spotted movement in the bushes. With spears at the ready we closed in on the bushes then suddenly seven or so men jumped out bearing weapons. We realised they were from another tribe and that we were outnumbered, so we ran as fast as we could back to the Crannog, we would hunt later when it was safer.

We knew where the secret causeway snaked under the water. They must have thought we could walk on water. They didn’t try to follow us.