I had just finished typing this post about having nothing to talk about, when I suddenly heard a dripping, this was not good news, I walked into the kitchen just in time to watch the water pipe leaking away happily.
At the time the washing machine was going, so I shoved a bucket underneath the pipe, while swearing to myself.
As soon as the washing machine finished, I thought I am a strong independent woman, so tried to fix the damn thing, for long term readers, they will know this is not a good idea.
I may have made it worse, at which point I texted my partner to let him know the pipe was leaking, while leaving out the critical information that I had made it worse, I mean why worry him with irrelevant detail.
Unfortunatly he couldn’t fix it either, so its a phone call to the landlord. Which is going to take them weeks to sort out.
Unless I buy myself a u bend and fit it myself, but my partner is keeping a close eye on me doing this for some weird reason.
At the very least it will keep us all entertained for the next few weeks.