… that the faucet of my washingmachine didn’t let any water through.
I phoned the housing association.
Tomorrow morning a plumber is coming by.
And just now I thought – what’s that noise I keep hearing?
I look up at my ceiling (right along the wall where my fridge and one of my bookcases are) – hell yes, drops!
So that’s where the water is!
About 10 of my books are ruined for ever!
What kind of inept people have been renovating this house?
I’ve turned off the main water supply, and luckily I have 2 toilets, so that I least have enough water for that for tonight and tomorrow morning!
ARGH! I don’t bloody need this!