You know, my Mom has always been a great one for folk wisdom. And one of the sayings she was always fond of is this: you have to take the good with the bad. Which I always thought was backwards. Didn't she mean that although life was generally good, you had to accept that some bad things will happen? That you had to be prepared to swallow a little bit of bitter mixed in with all that was sweet? I didn't let it bother me too much, though. I just put it down to artistic licence or idiomatic evolution or... More »