Carpet Crawlers (2001)

It’s been an oddly distressing week and a bit. Kicking off with our trusted washing machine blowing up, peaking at an incident in Costco on the weekend, and generally getting dragged into the mud with a ruptured water tank and ill relatives.

Apart from the financial burdens of things going wrong, and the emotional edge of worrying about those nearest and dearest who are in pain, the biggest impact on my life over the last week was a twenty minute episode in Costco last Sunday.

As most who know me well would be aware, I suffer from quite bad nose bleeds, usually unannounced and very heavy. I have been lucky over the past good few years that these have mainly occurred at home or in work and very rarely in public places. We were walking around Costco on Sunday when suddenly I felt a rush of blood and so duly headed for the loo’s leaving Kirsty and the girls to shop. Now for some reason this was a particularly heavy one, so I took my usual stance over the basin, taps on, endless paper towel on the go, to wait for the bleed to cease. It did not. Not a problem, just very messy.

Then something strange happened, as people came into the loo’s I noticed I was being stared at. Not spoken to, but stared at. Fine, I thought, bloke with a bad nose bleed, it’s fair enough to stare. Then, when a little lad went to use the sink next to me, his Dad pulled him away to the other end of the room whispering ‘don’t go near’. This happened again, and again, and people were queuing to use the sink furthest from me. As time went on, the bleed got worse and obviously the distress was evident. People came and went, and avoided me or whispered to each other. There I was, a man in his forties, smartly dressed, in the middle of the day, having a very bad nose bleed and of the thirty or so people who passed through the toilet not one of them asked if I was OK….. not one!

I have never felt so let down by people in my life. We all quite rightly rally to support those victims in Haiti without a thought to ourselves. But why are we scared of our neighbours? Perhaps I am an interfering busybody, but if I had seen someone bent over that sink I know I would of asked if they were OK. What the hell are people scared of? It saddened me a lot.

Now I know bigger things are going on in the world, but it is these small steps people need to take that will make a change for all of us. We need to look out for each other, not just when it’s a million miles away, we need to get our hands dirty and take a risk every now and then.

So, song for today, well it’s being difficult. I needed melancholy and an insular feel, warmth and irony. A pathetic edge with a solitary sound. So here it is ‘Carpet Crawlers’ by Genesis. Now I am not one of these geek Genesis fans who likes only the old stuff and reads all sorts of meaning into their often bizarre lyrics. I like a lot of what they do mainly for the musical skills they have. So this is a classic.

Tune out, kick back, scrunch those toes into the fleece carpet………. ‘You’ve gotta get in to get out’