Fun with other people's plumbing.
This evening we have no water.
It transpires that earlier in the day, some bloke turned up two doors down to mend the bog. He turned off all the stop-cocks he could find, did, er, something and beetled off again.
The people directly next door turned their water on again and all was well.
Our outside stop-cock is shared with the house-with-the-bog.
Since no-one knows plumber-boy or how he left the bog, I turned the water back on for long enough to fill buckets and water bottles. If I've heard nothing from Bristol Water, who are also on the case, by tomorrow morning, I'm turning it all back on again so I can have a shower.
All good fun, eh?
(I mean, he probably finished the job and is just an idiot, but I'd rather not flood out the nice people next door unless I really have to...)
It transpires that earlier in the day, some bloke turned up two doors down to mend the bog. He turned off all the stop-cocks he could find, did, er, something and beetled off again.
The people directly next door turned their water on again and all was well.
Our outside stop-cock is shared with the house-with-the-bog.
Since no-one knows plumber-boy or how he left the bog, I turned the water back on for long enough to fill buckets and water bottles. If I've heard nothing from Bristol Water, who are also on the case, by tomorrow morning, I'm turning it all back on again so I can have a shower.
All good fun, eh?
(I mean, he probably finished the job and is just an idiot, but I'd rather not flood out the nice people next door unless I really have to...)