Susie and Gyles are guiding us out of etymological darkness as they the light way to better understanding the world of light!  We’ll have many light bulb moments as we discover how extortion and contortion are twisted into the intriguing language of torches, what’s hiding in the sconce and why candles are candid.  Gyles shares his schoolboy days as a lighting technician of sorts whilst Susie continues to pull the plug on linguistic myths when answering this week’s Purple Peoples’ post. Susie and Gyles are guiding us out of etymological darkness as they the light way to better understanding the world of light!  We’ll have many light bulb moments as we discover how extortion and contortion are twisted into the intriguing language of torches, what’s hiding in the sconce and why candles are candid.  Gyles shares his schoolboy days as a lighting technician of sorts whilst Susie continues to pull the plug on linguistic myths when answering this week’s Purple Peoples’ post.  We love hearing from you, find us @SomethingRhymes on Twitter and Facebook, @SomethingRhymesWith on Instagram or you can email us here: purple@somethinelse.com We currently have 20% off at the SRwP official merchandise store, just head to: https://kontraband.shop/collections/something-rhymes-with-purple Want even more purple, people? Join the Purple Plus Club by clicking the banner in Apple podcasts or head to purpleplusclub.com to listen on other platforms' Don’t forget that you can join us in person at our upcoming tour, tap the link to find tickets: www.somethingrhymeswithpurple.com  Enjoy Susie’s Trio for the week: Peccable: Prone to sin. This is a rare example of a lost negative. Leucocholy: A white Melancholy, a good easy sort of a state. Uitwaaien (Dutch oot-vay-en): To clear the mind in windy weather. Gyles reads The Midnight Skaters by Roger McGough  It is midnight in the ice rink And all is cool and still. Darkness seems to hold its breath Nothing moves, until Out of the kitchen, one by one, The cutlery comes creeping, Quiet as mice to the brink of the ice While all the world is sleeping. Then suddenly, a serving-spoon Switches on the light, And the silver swoops upon the ice Screaming with delight. The knives are high-speed skaters Round and round they race, Blades hissing, sissing, Whizzing at a dizzy pace. Forks twirl like dancers Pirouetting on the spot. Teaspoons (who take no chances) Hold hands and giggle a lot. All night long the fun goes on Until the sun, their friend, Gives the warning signal That all good things must end. So they slink back to the darkness of the kitchen cutlery-drawer And steel themselves to wait Until it's time to skate once more. At eight the canteen ladies Breeze in as good as gold To lay the tables and wonder Why the cutlery is so cold. A Somethin’ Else & Sony Music Entertainment production.   Find more great podcasts from Sony Music Entertainment at sonymusic.com/podcasts     To bring your brand to life in this podcast, email podcastadsales@sonymusic.com  Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices