17/September/2007 Filed in: Jottings
One of the joys of living in an older building is the never-ending variety of "challenges" it presents. Currently, it's drains. Two great holes have been dug and men come and scratch their heads and nod wisely to one another and send urgent messages back to base on their mobiles. Should we be worried? It took nearly three years to find a leak in the incoming water supply. I feel a novena to St Jude coming on.