We returned from our nostalgic dalliance in Dalyan to water trickling down our dining room wall. Okay, it’s a bit of a stretch to call it an actual dining room. It’s more of a dining area. We quickly traced the leak to our bathroom, shut off the stopcock and summoned an emergency plumber. Nice young man, fixed our leaking loo in a jiffy. He was wearing superhero-themed knickers. I could hardly miss them as he bent over, tool in hand. The bathroom flooring needs replacing, and we were lucky the beamed ceiling hadn’t come down. Now we’ve got an insurance claim to sort out which will doubtless see our premiums soar; as if raging inflation hasn’t already forced us to double the wine budget.
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Hate that! Damn water. I used to have a crotchety old neighbor. She had a vine of pink flowers growing by her house. The butterflies would come for the sweet treat but when they landed the petals would fall off. One day I heard her grumbling “damn butterflies “. It is our favorite line when things go awry.
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I’ll remember that for the future 🙂
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Oh, I’ll definitely start saying that! Love it!
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Ugh!
I now rarely leave my house for more than an overnight without having a house sitter. I’ve had more than my share of disasters, one of which was, like yours, a toilet.
For some reason, my toilet kept flushing and it overflowed. I returned about four hours after I’d left to find my living room, two bedrooms, the hallway, and my kitchen flooded. My beautiful, almost new oak floor was destroyed. And of course to replace it, they had to pull out all of the cabinets and the brand new granite countertop.
Neither the cabinets nor the countertop fit correctly once they were reinstalled. An expensive, beautiful kitchen renovation is basically a mess even after repair. It’s been 10 Years and I’m still heartsick.
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So sorry, Emilie. By comparison, our leak is more of an inconvenience. 😦
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