We had our hot water rearranged and the pipes now extend outside the house. One morning, they froze, which is something we need to get around to fixing by insulating (lagging) them. This is about that. The tune should be obvious.

July 2022

Oh plumber boy, the pipes, the pipes are frozen
We should have lagged the bit that pokes outside
It’s not the kind of life I might have chosen
I need, I need a show’r, but I’m denied

So come ye back, with all your bits and pieces
Your Blunnie boots, your van as white as bone
‘Tis I’ll be here, till temp’rature increases
Oh plumber boy, oh plumber boy, pick up the phone