It could happen to anyone. 10 December 1999. Conversation with my daughter. She, at least, is not an academic. I'm encouraged to find that she does know who Elton John and Tim Rice are, and is prepared to brief me.
Daughters are wonderful.
You can never have too many daughters. 13 December 1999 . While I wait to speak to one of our sales representatives, all of whom are busy, and do not hang up because my call is important to them, the box office answering machine plays me a bit of Prokofiev's Classical Symphony . OK so far. But a recorded message interrupts the Prokofiev to tell me that Aida is produced by the Disney Corporation, 'which also brings me . . .' followed by the names of several plays that I haven't been to and am not tempted by.