"And this Inspector, what was his name?" asked Daphne: "it was that Inspector MacFarlane," replied Maude, "oh my God, MacFarlane! do you know, I'd completely forgotten that," and Daphne said: "a touch of obliviscence, you never forget anything, dearest, except what you want to forget – like how many minutes for a soft-boiled egg, or how to programme the VCR," and Maude laughed, "we don't have a VCR since we got the DVD player," and Daphne snorted: "oh yes we do, it's in Teri's bedroom, she bagsed it and all the old tapes, though I doubt she ever watches them, she's a bit of a Luddite when it comed to technology," and Maude said: "he wasn't interested in the nosegay that Monty gave me," and Daphne said: "he probably didn't think it relevant, it would thwart his preconceptions," and Maude agreed: "he would probably have arrested me for fratricide, although that might jar with his oldspeak, if you know what I mean, he was very much in the mould of George Findlay, you know: "evening, all, some strange things have been happening to Dick Green," and Daphne interjected: "you mean George Dixon, not Doctor Findlay, and it was Dock Green, not Dick Green, he was an American Baseball player in the 60s and 70s," and Maude stared at her friend, cousin and lover: "how do you know that?" and Daphne preened: "my Specialist Subject for Mastermind!" and they both fell about laughing until Maude asked: "have they really accepted you," and Daphne nodded: "yes, dear heart, they start recording next month, so I'll have to spend some time studying seriously if I want to stand a chance! unless I can get a good score in the Specialist Subject, I'll have to rely on General Knowledge, and you know how out of date I am about that sort of thing – what's the capital of Myanmar? or who holds the World Record for the Women's 1500 Metres? really, I'd be sunk without trace. and now I'm in it, I'm determined to win it," and Maude hugged Daphne and whispered, "we'll put £50 on you at the Bookies, now that would be a nice little earner, dearest one!"