Valiant means brave and strong and true.

Or so I told Eilidh when she asked me this morning.  She's full of questions these last few months, full of why's and who's and what for's? Why is space black if light travels across it?  What is a magnetic pole? And when people tell me 'God holds the earth in the palm of his hand' is it just a saying?

I answer her with as many facts as I can remember, which sometimes satisfies her, sometimes not. I think perhaps a more valiant answer would have to be: I don't know, my love.  I just don't know.