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Irritable flush

The handle/lever on my loo has been loose for a while now, and it doesn't always flush first time. Sometimes there's a bit of a knack to getting the thing to work. Frankly, I suspect it was badly assembled by the (no doubt cheap) plumber the landlord hired when the new bathroom was installed. He made a poor job of everything else so...

Anyway, the toilet packed up altogether late last night. No amount of jigger-pokery inside the cistern could get the damned thing to flush. Of course, a bucket of water poured into the pan does the job pretty well, but it's not ideal.

So I emailed the landlord last night, explaining the situation, and got a reply today. He says he's spoken to the plumber, and they'll be round Mon afternoon, if that's suitable.

So I emailed back, pointing out MY TOILET DOESN'T FLUSH. I didn't tell him I could flush is with a bucket of water, and he didn't suggest that, so as far as he knows.... I added that I know it's the weekend, and hence more expensive to get a plumber, but that I don't want to wait until Monday afternoon. I resisted the tempation to add that he wouldn't want to wait until Mon if it was his own toilet. The cheapskate just doesn't want to pay the higher cost of an emergency plumber for a tenant.

I'm waiting for a reply.



2nd Nov, 2007 21:30 (UTC)
It's now 9.20 pm and I haven't heard anything from the landlord.

About four years ago, the downpipe at the back of the house collapsed. Luckily, my bathroom is at the front of the house, and I have a downpipe to myself: it was flats 1 and 2 who were affected. After some urgent calls from the tenants, the landlord said it would take a few days to get the pipe properly repaired, so in the meantime, he had a portaloo installed in the front garden. (To be fair, getting one into the back garden would be a hell of a challenge, and the two affected flats have no direct acess there anyway).
After a few days, I discovered that Tania, the Brazilian microbiologist in flat 1 was going around the corner to use the facilities at the university's nearby sports centre. She refused to use the portaloo on the grounds that people might see her going into it, and would, of course, know what she was doing. However, she was quite happy when I asked her if I could use her name and description for a prostitute in a western I was writing.
She never did forgive the landlord though. When she moved out, she offered me the second-hand freezer she'd bought (and no longer needed), saying she'd rather leave it on the pavement for a stranger to take, than let the landlord have it. Still have the freezer.

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