But my extant kidney is complaining as usual:
If it isn’t bad enough losing the companionship of your twin brother, now you send me bobbing up and down like a cork in a washtub. Do stop it.
OK; forbearance is due in the circumstances. But it’s a nice tune nonetheless. You can listen to it here if you want to. You can even imagine me dancing in my computer chair, although I doubt it would be worth the effort.
(I seem to be in a better mood at the moment than has become usual of late. Better make the most of it. Tomorrow it might be back to the Sargasso Sea on a flat day.)