Plumbing problems.

So hectic yesterday I did not even get the chance to open the computer, then at 5pm the head said come on come on and she rushed me out to what I thought would be the bus, only to realise that her husband was waiting for us impatiently.  It was only when I got back to the totally empty Ashu that I realised that I had left the computer behind which was more than unfortunate as I got an urgent message from Nathan to skype him about the toilet!.  It gets dark here now about 6.45 and I thought about walking back to the school except that even if the school was open,Nathan was not going to be available later so we have agreed to skype today to discuss the matter.

Anyone who has read or heard the saga of the flat that was supposed to allow me to give up work when I bought it (or at least reduce my hours) will know that it has just caused me grief.  It is one of the reasons I wanted to get away.  So now poor Nathan has to deal with it.   Over summer our toilet blocked up, which was horrid for my guest student and the poor person who kept having to unblock. In the end I had to make a temporary mend and urged Nathan to get it fixed before the new tenant moved in.  Sadly contact with the plumber proved fruitless, Nathan went away and my poor tenant has had no toilet for two weeks.  Nathan very efficiently got another plumber out, but he cannot fix it, because surprise surprise the flat that did not need a survey (according to WH Brown because it had been signed off by building regulations) does not have proper separate plumbing in it.  Thank you W H Brown yet again for the disservice you have done us.  Anyway I am not sure what happens next as the guy who owns downstairs is very unhelpful (contrary to what W H Brown told me) and at this distance I am not even sure how to get hold of him.

Anyway luckily being miles away and unable to do anything I suddenly realised that I had an empty kitchen to play with so tried despite finding no bowls suitable for the oven, no weighing equipment, and a very uncertain temperature gauge to make apple crumble.   The result was not something I would want to share with someone else, but it was passable for dinner last night and breakfast.

When I got back to the block where my room is all the lights were on, including my room, but there was no sign of anyone, just plumbers tools everywhere.  If my flat is a major headache, maintaining a guest house is even worse.  For the central heating has been fixed a couple of times already.  I was about to head off and have a shower and an early night, when the plumber and his mate returned and I ha to just sort of hover till I could get to my room and go to bed.

Today it is markedly colder, it is still sunny, but there is an autumn nip in the air, which maybe why a woman selling winter socks from the back of her car has just showed up at the school and made a number of sales to all the staff including me.