Helped A Brother Out


To misquote Shelley-

“My Name is TICKETY-BOO, repairer of things:

Look on my works, ye Mighty, and REPAIR!”

Nothing beside remains. Round the decay

Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare

The lone and level overlockings stretch far away.

Yes. I THREADED the overlocker. And I still have ALL TEN FINGERS. Truly, this day will be remembered long after Bristol is reduced to sand.