I recently read a book by (now you will know I really am silly if not senile) an author who I THINK was Agatha Christie---but you know what it's like with her books, you forget them instantly and re-read them cheerfully.
It was Dorothy Parker, as I recall, who when asked what one book she would choose if stranded on a desert island, immediately responded: "The complete works of Agatha Christie."
Her reasoning was the same as mine---the minute you finish reading them, you forget them but nevertheless they are entertaining. But to go onto the point I want to make....
In this mystery I read, things center on the nursery rhyme "Sing a Song of Sixpence."
As many of you may recall---"the King was in the counting-house, counting all his money, the Queen was in the parlor, eating bread and honey."
Now here comes the important part: "The maid was in the garden, hanging out the clothes, when along came a blackbird and pecked off her nose."
In other words, the only person doing something useful got punished for her efforts.
I warned you this was silly, but keep in mind that as all these thoughts went through my head, I was on my knees scrubbing the bathroom floor.