Fiona was an expert harpist who frequently was asked to play for weddings, receptions, parties and other such events. She was also a blonde and had an angelic, cherubic face. She was on her way to an engagement in a hotel in Edinburgh and stepped into the lift (elevator) with her large golden harp. Just before the doors closed, an elderly gentleman stepped on. As the lift rose, he looked thoughtfully, first at Fiona and then her harp and asked, “How far up does this lift go?”