If you hadn't helped us, we would've been 'up the creek'.
The coast is dotted with tiny 'creeks'.
The children waded in the 'creek'.
(..) that no one in his right mind would do that and he wouldn't have a lunatic living in his house. He worked out his frustration with life on the creek every morning. And in the evenings, to temper the sting of loneliness, there was Martha Shaw. Martha was a war widow who lived in Quail Ridge, (..)2004 The Notebook