Susie and Gyles are guiding us out of etymological darkness as they the light way to better understanding the world of light! 

We’ll have many light bulb moments as we discover how extortion and contortion are twisted into the intriguing language of torches, what’s hiding in the sconce and why candles are candid. 

Gyles shares his schoolboy days as a lighting technician of sorts whilst Susie continues to pull the plug on linguistic myths when answering this week’s Purple Peoples’ post. Susie and Gyles are guiding us out of etymological darkness as they the light way to better understanding the world of light! 

We’ll have many light bulb moments as we discover how extortion and contortion are twisted into the intriguing language of torches, what’s hiding in the sconce and why candles are candid. 

Gyles shares his schoolboy days as a lighting technician of sorts whilst Susie continues to pull the plug on linguistic myths when answering this week’s Purple Peoples’ post. 

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Enjoy Susie’s Trio for the week:

Peccable: Prone to sin. This is a rare example of a lost negative.

Leucocholy: A white Melancholy, a good easy sort of a state.

Uitwaaien (Dutch oot-vay-en): To clear the mind in windy weather.

Gyles reads The Midnight Skaters by Roger McGough 

It is midnight in the ice rink

And all is cool and still.

Darkness seems to hold its breath

Nothing moves, until

Out of the kitchen, one by one,

The cutlery comes creeping,

Quiet as mice to the brink of the ice

While all the world is sleeping.

Then suddenly, a serving-spoon

Switches on the light,

And the silver swoops upon the ice

Screaming with delight.

The knives are high-speed skaters

Round and round they race,

Blades hissing, sissing,

Whizzing at a dizzy pace.

Forks twirl like dancers

Pirouetting on the spot.

Teaspoons (who take no chances)

Hold hands and giggle a lot.

All night long the fun goes on

Until the sun, their friend,

Gives the warning signal

That all good things must end.

So they slink back to the darkness

of the kitchen cutlery-drawer

And steel themselves to wait

Until it's time to skate once more.

At eight the canteen ladies

Breeze in as good as gold

To lay the tables and wonder

Why the cutlery is so cold.

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