#139. Relief!

The big chugga-chugga pump in my apartment block is broken, so we got no water. Consequently, I can't have showers or flush the toilet(s) and have to spend great wads of cash on bottled drinking water (it's almost €2 for only a couple of litres!). As a result of the situation, I've had to pop downstairs to the local to take a wee. And, despite being on my own, it was still a struggle not to stay for a pint.

I also had to wait till I got into work today to have some relief. It must have looked a bit strange, me walking in and heading straight to the pisser without actually taking my coat and hat off. Usually I'm seen heading straight for the kitchen to make a cuppa.

At least on the way out this morning, there were a pair of plumbers tinkering about under the stairs. There was an old one and a really old one and between them they had 2 bright orange tardis shaped objects, which presumably are the old pump and its replacement. Mandables crossed, it'll be fixed by tonight, as I intend a night's drinking this evening, and I don't want to wake up with Jake up, and have to shuffle into work.