Monday, September 08, 2008
On Saturday I called Collin, Collin called Clive, Clive called in at the venue where Sarah, Eve and I met him. We had a family mopping up and wringing out session. My worst fears were not realised. There were no new leaks and know leaks had not leaked further than feared.
It was however a wise precaution to call in. Water had come within three inches of one particularly vast pile. We revised defensive policies, bowls under drips, fabric sausages lined up protecting the vast pile and containing know seepage. On Monday morning a series of releaved performers related their various damp rice stress dreams.