is that everything One does will be seen:
whether it's helping a poor unfortunate fallen woman to her feet,
Doing the Hokey Cokey when One's Consort has lead in his boots, 
Realizing that One's Consort's warm welcoming handshake has entirely missed the Ali bin Bali Hai Bhin Bhag of Baghdad's mitt and wrapped itself around the Bhin Bhag's #15 Bhint's hand a tad too warmly,
Noticing that the hem One took up last night for One's granddaughter-in-law is coming apart faster than she can walk in those shoes,
Trusting that One will be on One's flight home before they notice that One has managed to leave the silly pointy that they gave One on the mantlepiece, 
Popping along to Waitrose to put One's Lottery on and buy a couple of Scratchcards and being harrassed by poor homeless beggars let down by Care in the Community,
When One's nice but dim granddaughter-in-law can't encounter a Chugger in a pair of curtains without asking if she was a Munchkin in The Wizard of Oz,
Or the Lady Mayor of Solihull without asking if she was R2D2 in Star Wars,
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