Finally!

Photograph by Matilda Clifford

And so, on this 3rd day of February in the year of our Lord 2014, our new tank here on Barrowfield overflowed. After all the disappointment and hard work it is truly a sight to behold. 

I told Matilda that it would be such a joyous occasion that we'll celebrate with champagne. But it  came much quicker than anticipated with the result that there was none of the  intended beverage at hand. The much lesser substitute, vintage last Wednesday, was wonderful though. The label mentioned that it goes well with joy if I'm not mistaken.

Comments like “Small things amuse small minds” won’t sound strange under the circumstance. It is only water out of a short pipe falling into the air after all.

Percy Bysshe Shelley has a different angle:

First our pleasures die—and then

Our hopes, and then our fears—and when

These are dead, the debt is due, 

Dust claims dust—and we die too.

For now, I'll settle on life.


George