This is a photo of my bathwater the other day folks.
Yes, after a fortnight of freezing weather my boiler packed in and not only that, it packed in on the day I went back to work. Luckily my DH was at home that day, so he could stay in for the repair man – most dischuffed he was too – a waste of his precious annual leave. I say it’s Karma for taking time off when the rest of us were back at work/school*. So anyway, there was I, my head stuck in the boiler cupboard, hitting the thing while he was lying in bed and then I was hanging on the phone because my call is important to them I was *ahem* signing to him that he should be out of bed and doing his manly duty by fixing things and the kids were nearly late for school and I went to work with greasy hair**.
So well, many times since we’ve had this house have I told the gas repair men that there’s a leak in the cupboard because I can smell foostiness – and what do they say? – “Aw naw Hen, there isnae.”
Told husband to tell the man that and what happened – he found a leak and fixed it!
What is it?
Male bonding or something?
Reminds me of the time I took the car to the garage and told them I was concerned about the brakes “Why do you think there’s something wrong with the brakes then” (sneering) – “erm, because the car doesn’t stop when I depress the pedal”
Or the time I took the car in because I though the pump that works the window skooshie was broken – on the phone to the garage ” well you know it’s frosty today it could be frozen” -”It’s not frozen, it’s broken” when I got to the garage a different person -” well you know it’s frosty today it could be frozen” -”It’s not frozen, it’s broken”, the taxi driver on the way home -” well you know it’s frosty today it could be frozen” -”It’s not frozen, it’s broken”
Know what – IT WAS BROKEN
* Thing is – he always used to take the first few days off in January to go skiing- many times we’ve been at the top of Aonach Mor on New Years Day- but there’s been no snow at this time of year for, well, years.
** you’d think by my time of life I wouldn’t still have greasiness capability
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Bloomin’ heck!