I've been somewhat underwater today.
Not in the usual work sense, but because a radiator somehow sprung a leak.
My short term fix used that stretchy self amalgamating tape. It helped whilst I waited for the plumber, but for a while the living room began to resemble the inside of a whale.
We are two mariners
Our ship's sole survivors
In this belly of a whale
It's ribs are ceiling beams
It's guts are carpeting
I guess we have some time to kill
It reminded me of a recent conversation about choosing one Decemberist song to use in a "best-of" list.
The Mariner's Revenge Song had been short-listed; my own choice was Chinese Acrobat, but I think we settled on the excellent Bagman's Gambit.
The knowledgeable plumber agreed as he tightened the errant lock-nut.
By now the lounge is back to normal, aside from a tropical ambience whilst the carpet dries. No mariner's revenge, so instead here's Colin Meloy singing 'We both go down together', in an elevator.
