Whereas my children were in tow, and looking up (or down) at their elders for direction on the path of righteousness and good taste, and

Whereas they may or may not chance upon these threads (as may God knows who else), and

Whereas I pride myself on doing nothing that would shame my maker (even if it involves peacock feathers She herself designed), and

Whereas the worst breach of good taste and righteousness *I* witnessed were Severn's puns,

I concur with Rita's admonishment, and rescind my use of the word 'Bacchanal' to describe what occurred in the bright daylight of that sunny Sunday afternoon.

Dani