UNTIE 2

The public sector strikes have been branded a day of action. But more correctly isn't it a day of inaction?

Perhaps my pursed lip response to these events has had its due reward from inanimate things, in solidarity with the strikers. The wastewater pump in the kitchen has gone on strike.

I tell myself that these things happen only when the Missus is away. That way I can obliquely blame her absence for them. It makes me feel no better.

I would be a terrible solo anything. Truthfully, almost any calamity, minor or major is better experienced with a friend. And the only really memorable pleasures are those shared.