It’s been one of those weeks which seem like they will never end, culminating with a physical and emotional meltdown, very rare for me, the former especially despite a catalogue of injuries. As a typical Saggi I have to admit to having regular and spectacular emotional eruptions 🙂
The back and dead legs finally saw me off and I flaked for 3hrs in bed Friday afternoon, only to wake to the news that six of the flats now had no water, total dry up, and a call to United Utilities was needed. Oh My God. The ancient inspector turned up at around 10pm ( the time most normal ie non-landlord people are either in the pub or comfortably watching Wossie at home), new stop taps required as a) one of ours is buggared b) the other one is both buried in the garden and a zillion years old. And the UU team will be here at 7am Sat am.
They just turned up, it’s half 11. With only one job booked to do.
But at least they are now digging whoo hoo! They dig and replace the old brass stoptaps with new plastic, then another team comes and takes away the soil and fills the holes with stone, then another team comes to tarmac….. Only in England eh 🙂
And meanwhile the new tenant supposed to move in yesterday has been postponed to Sunday as this is her living room. It doesn’t take a genius to work out this is not the correct positioning for a toilet.
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