I am sat watching what can only be described as an underwater vacuum cleaner, and I can only assume that is what it is called because it's job is to vacuum up and generally clean, and it is (presently) under the water. In the pool to be pinpoint precise.

Why I should be surprised at this technological development is beyond me, I nearly bought a similar looking device from the middle aisle of Lidl at the start of the year, only with the intention of never having to mow the lawn again. And I am sure they are common place in many homes scurrying around carpets and laminated floors.

There is just something magical however about this device, because it is attached to the surface by a long tube and so looks like some kind of deep sea recuse pod, that is being manned by a team of intrepid gerbils.

I look forward to seeing them emerge, and hearing tales of the successful discovery of long lost wrecks, and plundered treasures.

Stay safe.

Blue Hotel - Chris Isaak

Therapy For Me (or TFM as I now refer to it) is a bit of an audio curiosity. It started out as a mechanism for me to clear my head, with the hope that by saying stuff out loud it would act as a little bit of self-help. It's remains loose in style, fluid in terms of content and raw - it's a one take, press record and see what happens, affair.

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