First one: My fault, got distracted siphoning a wash cube. about 10l of terrys fast ferment went all over the kitchen floor, under the dishwaher, down the fuckin’ walls and into the brewery. Much drying and forced air and all that horrid stuff culminating in me having to rip out a shitload of chipboard (this house is so old the cabinets do not have legs. The side panels go all the way to the floor. And wick up everything) and replace with marine ply I’d hit with several coats of aquastop because I am a big believer in “You get ONE fuckin’ shot ya cunt”
Second: During the brief rain we see one of the downspouts pissing water out of its join about a meter and half up the wall and soaking a foundation wall. I dug that up this weekend past and found out the bottom of that downspout in fact goes nowhere. Absolutely nowhere. So gonna shove a tank on that because we’re going to very shortly be ripping all that up to repair the other downspout anyway. Thankfully its termination into dirt was far enough away from the corner to not be undermining the house. Yet.
Third: Mentioned previous, the 2am pee that turned into a “OH GOD THE BASEMENTS FLOODING”. Inlet hose on washing machine
Four: His lordship is officially on holiday this week. He nips down the brewery, and I notice there’s some moisture on a stair that usually dries off this late after rain. Right near a gully trap. Which looks a bit high. I open the door to ask him to run some water so I can investigate and discover him frantically pulling things away from a thin streak of piss down the wall. Turns out the terracotta throat of the gully trap has a massive crack in it so the water pisses into the wall when it gets high rather than doing what gully traps are supposed to do. Cause: fatberg from Old Mate who previously owned the house causing a slow drain, and despite it being on the kitchen, until we were using the brewery we never pushed the water in that trap (it’s separate to the one that services the shower, laundry and TOILET, thank fuck) to the point of overflow before. Not even when using his condenser, as he traps all that water and I use it in the garden. Several keg cleans in the sink while the dishwasher was running did it though.
Blockage king came and deblockled it, and then ran a camera down it for his own edification as he apparently also used to service Old Mate back in the day and was curious as to how old the line was. Answer: Cast iron
First one: My fault, got distracted siphoning a wash cube. about 10l of terrys fast ferment went all over the kitchen floor, under the dishwaher, down the fuckin’ walls and into the brewery. Much drying and forced air and all that horrid stuff culminating in me having to rip out a shitload of chipboard (this house is so old the cabinets do not have legs. The side panels go all the way to the floor. And wick up everything) and replace with marine ply I’d hit with several coats of aquastop because I am a big believer in “You get ONE fuckin’ shot ya cunt”
Second: During the brief rain we see one of the downspouts pissing water out of its join about a meter and half up the wall and soaking a foundation wall. I dug that up this weekend past and found out the bottom of that downspout in fact goes nowhere. Absolutely nowhere. So gonna shove a tank on that because we’re going to very shortly be ripping all that up to repair the other downspout anyway. Thankfully its termination into dirt was far enough away from the corner to not be undermining the house. Yet.
Third: Mentioned previous, the 2am pee that turned into a “OH GOD THE BASEMENTS FLOODING”. Inlet hose on washing machine
Four: His lordship is officially on holiday this week. He nips down the brewery, and I notice there’s some moisture on a stair that usually dries off this late after rain. Right near a gully trap. Which looks a bit high. I open the door to ask him to run some water so I can investigate and discover him frantically pulling things away from a thin streak of piss down the wall. Turns out the terracotta throat of the gully trap has a massive crack in it so the water pisses into the wall when it gets high rather than doing what gully traps are supposed to do. Cause: fatberg from Old Mate who previously owned the house causing a slow drain, and despite it being on the kitchen, until we were using the brewery we never pushed the water in that trap (it’s separate to the one that services the shower, laundry and TOILET, thank fuck) to the point of overflow before. Not even when using his condenser, as he traps all that water and I use it in the garden. Several keg cleans in the sink while the dishwasher was running did it though.
Blockage king came and deblockled it, and then ran a camera down it for his own edification as he apparently also used to service Old Mate back in the day and was curious as to how old the line was. Answer: Cast iron
Cast iron? Wtf? When was this edifice built/assembled from scraps? 1920s?
1962, but some of the piping is much much older (a neighboring house actually doesn’t even exist on the allotment as it predates)
sounds exhausting and like you need a sit down and a drink 💺🍺
Nope, i got a couple hours smashing render off the other of the garage after work instead.
Yaaaay 🏳️