It Started With A Drip

Thursday morning, first day back at work after the long Christmas break. Showered, dressed, came downstairs. On opening the living room door had a second, surprise shower. One wet shirt.

Oh dear.

We quickly worked out that this had something to do with using our shower upstairs,

To cut a longish story short, D came around this morning. The wooden panel at the side of the bath (the shower sits above) was levered out, and he quickly worked out that the down pipe at the bottom of the bath had gone. Good thing we hadn’t had a bath, that could have been something else entirely.

We have had an interesting start to the year. We caught this issue early, D knew what he was doing, and the problem is now fixed.

So not an image to win prizes, but it has to be today’s blip.