In this week’s dazzling episode, Susie and Gyles illuminate the fascinating etymological roots of everything to do with natural light phenomena. So, join us as we shine the spotlight on rainbows to supernovas! 



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Enjoy Susie’s Trio for the week:

Poindexter: A boringly studious and socially inept person.



Skeuomorph: Something designed to look as though it does the job it is supposed to do.



Paralipsis: The device of giving emphasis by professing to say little or nothing of a subject, as in not to mention their unpaid debts of several millions.



Gyles' poem this week: 



Somewhere Over The Rainbow by Yip Harburg and Harold Arlen 



When all the world is a hopeless jumble

And the raindrops tumble all around,

Heaven opens a magic lane.



When all the clouds darken up the skyway

There's a rainbow highway to be found,

Leading from your window pane



To a place behind the sun,

Just a step beyond the rain.



Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high,

There's a land that I heard of once in a lullaby.



Somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue,

And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true.



Someday I'll wish upon a star and wake up where the clouds are far behind me.

Where troubles melt like lemon drops away above the chimney tops,

That's where you'll find me.



Somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly.

Birds fly over the rainbow; why, then, oh why can't I?



Someday I'll wish upon a star and wake up where the clouds are far behind me.

Where troubles melt like lemon drops away above the chimney tops,

That's where you'll find me.



Somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly.

Birds fly over the rainbow; why, then, oh why can't I?



If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow,

Why, oh why can't I?



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