Dedicated to lcohen

[rsc]

On my way home from a doctor's appointment, I distantly heard a fragment of conversation -- probably no more than a syllable and a half -- which contained something that sounded something like "fay", which triggered the synapse in my brain where the string "O foolish fay" is stored. Whereupon I was irresistibly forced -- forced, I tell you -- to spend the next several minutes of my walk singing, in its entirety, the Fairy Queen's song from the second act of Iolanthe. Well, I have never denied that my brain is a strange place.

I dedicate this post to lcohen because, now that neither my mother nor her sister are around, she is the only other person of my acquaintance to whom I can imagine this happening.

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[jss]

If I'd seen or heard Iolanthe more recently than 15 years ago, you might've caught me with the earworm.