The truth is hard to swallow

Still feeling a bit fussy following this week’s show, so I won’t blather on.

What happened, you ask?  The show was perfectly lovely, but events outside that perfectly manicured bubble were incongruous to the love shared within.

I shall merely quote further from the Bonzo Dog Doo Dah Band the lyrics of Neil Innes:

you dominate the skyline
yet no one knows your shape
you point the way so clearly
yet no one can escape