WATER!
Today I was woken up from my drunken slumber by our downstairs neighbor, asking of we have a leak in the kitchen. She said that water from somewhere is leaking into her kitchen through the ceiling. I showed her in, demonstrating that besides the mess, our kitchen was completely dry and the leak could not have possibly have come from our flat, it must be from someone else's.
I then went back to bed to try and get over my hangover that I had acquired form drinking with maaki_ and his lovely girlfriend.
About an hour ago I get another knock on the door, this time it is some kind of plumbing engineer that the downstairs people have called in. He says that they've checked all the other flats and that the leak must be coming from our flat. So I let him into the kitchen, and as he moves the washing machine, the source of the flood can be found. One of the damn pipes has burst between the wall, leaking somehow between the laminate flooring in the kitchen and the wall, that is why no one has detected it. It has now caused massive water damage to the flat below us since the water has been seeping through for a very long time for it to have made it through their ceiling. The engineer dude switched all the pipes off for now so no more flooding, but we will have to call in some serious repairs dudes next week. I hate to think what all of this is going to cost Nat's parents who are the landlords...
In the mean time, no more running water in the kitchen. That means, no more doing the dishes there. And no washing clothes. I hate going to the laundromat nearby. It is the biggest ever chav hole in the world. Me and Nat had to use it once before when our washing machine was being replaced and it was not a pleasant experience.
Stupid wanking burst pipe!
I then went back to bed to try and get over my hangover that I had acquired form drinking with maaki_ and his lovely girlfriend.
About an hour ago I get another knock on the door, this time it is some kind of plumbing engineer that the downstairs people have called in. He says that they've checked all the other flats and that the leak must be coming from our flat. So I let him into the kitchen, and as he moves the washing machine, the source of the flood can be found. One of the damn pipes has burst between the wall, leaking somehow between the laminate flooring in the kitchen and the wall, that is why no one has detected it. It has now caused massive water damage to the flat below us since the water has been seeping through for a very long time for it to have made it through their ceiling. The engineer dude switched all the pipes off for now so no more flooding, but we will have to call in some serious repairs dudes next week. I hate to think what all of this is going to cost Nat's parents who are the landlords...
In the mean time, no more running water in the kitchen. That means, no more doing the dishes there. And no washing clothes. I hate going to the laundromat nearby. It is the biggest ever chav hole in the world. Me and Nat had to use it once before when our washing machine was being replaced and it was not a pleasant experience.
Stupid wanking burst pipe!