nomad97
Resident Geek
Just another day in the Land of Smiles or, maybe, what do retirees get up to in retirement.
I had a lovely couple of days (not) trying to unblock the drain from the bathroom. The shower and the hand basin both use the same outlet pipe which passes under the wall/foundations of the house to the main drain outside. They had become blocked again, and not for the first time, on Thursday evening. I discovered the blockage at 22.00, just before going to bed for a few hours shut eye before the Liverpool - Dortmund game. When I found out that SWMBO knew about the blockage a couple of hours earlier my usual laid back demeanour suffered from a loss of humour failure. "WTF didn't you tell me earlier?" was the spoken outburst from my lips. Two hours later and the drain was still blocked, and now there was only time for only a couple of hours shut eye before the big game. And what a game that was.
Next morning, I tried a few more tricks of the trade to unblock the outlet pipe, all to no avail. "Sorry darling," I said, "we need some muscle from the village to dig down to the drains outside the house." "No chance," was the reply from SWMBO, "its still Songkram." So 'Joe Muggins' got the job of breaking through the concrete and digging an exploratory trench to find out what and where were the drainage pipes. Actually I struck lucky and my first hole proved to be right over the outlet pipe coming under the foundations. What I found is similar to the drawing below.
I had a lovely couple of days (not) trying to unblock the drain from the bathroom. The shower and the hand basin both use the same outlet pipe which passes under the wall/foundations of the house to the main drain outside. They had become blocked again, and not for the first time, on Thursday evening. I discovered the blockage at 22.00, just before going to bed for a few hours shut eye before the Liverpool - Dortmund game. When I found out that SWMBO knew about the blockage a couple of hours earlier my usual laid back demeanour suffered from a loss of humour failure. "WTF didn't you tell me earlier?" was the spoken outburst from my lips. Two hours later and the drain was still blocked, and now there was only time for only a couple of hours shut eye before the big game. And what a game that was.
Next morning, I tried a few more tricks of the trade to unblock the outlet pipe, all to no avail. "Sorry darling," I said, "we need some muscle from the village to dig down to the drains outside the house." "No chance," was the reply from SWMBO, "its still Songkram." So 'Joe Muggins' got the job of breaking through the concrete and digging an exploratory trench to find out what and where were the drainage pipes. Actually I struck lucky and my first hole proved to be right over the outlet pipe coming under the foundations. What I found is similar to the drawing below.
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