In Greek mythology, the Muses were the daughters of Mnemosyne, goddess of memory, by her nephew, Zeus. (Awks.) Ironically, there is no easy way to remember their names. Memory was thus regarded by the ancient Greeks as the mother of the arts, wellspring of inspiration. Our last defence against tyranny, the consolation of the just and the seat of the soul. Without memory, the illusion of self crumbles. Mine however, is shot. So where does that leave me? 'A masterclass' ***** (Scotsman). 'Outstanding stuff' **** (Chortle.co.uk). PS What have I forgotten?