I was going to say that it must be "-c" (because it retreats as fast as the light advances)
My stupid question is: why has the connection between my brain and mouth stopped working?
(oo, I was going to go into a concrete example of how I somehow seem to have invited a bunch of people over for dinner tonight when the absolute last thing I feel like is being face-to-face sociable -- no spurning meant to my internet friends here 
-- but then it seemed all heavy and serious -- and oo, I've started rambling again, so I guess I better go down to the shops and start buying some food. Why didn't my brain tell my mouth this morning, when she phoned up to make sure it was okay if they all came round, to say something like, "To be honest, I really don't feel like it". Dumb brain. Dumb mouth.)
You see it's all down to ducks. You have the sensible ducks in your mind that paddle around happily, just giving the occasional quack - and these run the normal part of your mind.
Then there's Boris the evil duck. He's the one who likes to dive-bomb the other ducks so they scatter and then says stupid things down the mouth connection. By the time the other, sensible ducks come back it's too late and the damage is done. Then Boris sits on his perch (he wants to be a budgie not a duck) and laughs at them, this irritates the other ducks immensely making them even more resistant to the idea he has forced on them. The trouble is they're nice ducks and don't want to gang up on Boris and give him the thrashing he richly deserves.
You asked.
