They say that a week is a long time in politics but I know that a week with too much or no water is exhausting. I have contacted 12 plumbers. Not one answered their phones and not one has responded to my messages. I had to turn the water off 5 days ago and just put it on long enough to fill jugs, wash and flush the toilet. People give me telephone numbers of plumbers but no-one responds. I still have four dirty great holes in the walls and ceiling because the plaster boarding can't be done until the leaks are fixed. The UK has no functioning GPs, France has no plumbers.
I didn't think Trump could get any worse but the most bizarre sight was seeing a highly contagious President driving along outside the hospital waving to his adoring fans, except even they looked a bit non-plussed. I believe he has now joined the club of the crazy dictators. Where are the men in the long, white coats coming to take him away, ha ha, to the funny farm? Well I remember that song.
Meanwhile back at the ranch where water runs freely through ceilings and walls but not from the taps, I am thinking of running away to my own funny farm. Any plumbers out there?
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