From The Way Through the Woods by Colin Dexter, Chapter 1:
Morse never took his fair share of holidays, so he told himself. So he was telling Chief Superintendent Strange that morning in early June.
“Remember you’ve also go to take into consideration the time you regularly spend in pubs, Morse!”
“A few hours here and there, perhaps, I agree. It wouldn’t be all that difficult to work out how much —”
If their weekend at Glyndebourne had happened, this is “The Fairy Queen” that Robbie and Laura would have seen.
(“If love’s a sweet passion, why does it torment” performed by Lucy Crowe, whom I saw in her New York recital debut last night at Weill/Carnegie Hall) (and we all know that Robbie and Laura were tormented for years before they finally admitted their love for each other.)