Fond(?) Memories.

Here we are, still in Switzerland, Geneva, to be exact. Forgetting Pickle and Pearl for a few moments. I (the 'guide') was some years ago accompanying my second wife who was attending meetings of International standing. My wife was a Systems Analyst. Nothing unusual about that I suppose, what was unusual was that I had accidentally fractured an ankle several weeks previously and was wearing a cast on my right leg. My situation was probably unique, people come back from skiing in Switzerland with a cast on a broken leg, I was taking mine with me! Which doesn't leave much room to tell you about the picture of the Jet d'Eau, the tallest fountain in Europe rising to about 480 feet in Lake Geneva.
LITTLE FLY upon my leg/ Here's a crumb - sit up and beg/ You don't know just what I'll do/ You'll know before I'm through with you!