“Your Majesty is like a stream of bat’s piss.”

“I, um, I, ah, I merely meant, Your Majesty, that, ah, you shine out like a shaft of gold when all around is dark.”’

A tenuous link, granted, (but I am Wilde about Python) – On my recent travels I found myself hospitably accommodated in the homes of friends.  Knowing that the call of nature may beckon in the wee hours (pardon the pun), in an unfamiliar very dark house it could make for a clumsy effort seeking out the bathroom.  If this looks like a possibility, suggest you be open with your hosts and request that a small light be left on as a point of reference – or perhaps pack a child’s ‘night light’ and provide your own shaft of gold.