Water, water everywhere but not a drop to drink

Tuesday morning – my husband got up to go to work and make me a cup of tea.  It wasn’t long before he came upstairs to tell me that;  “Here was your tea, but we have a problem – we have run out of water”. 

He had ‘been meaning to’ look at the water tank for  a bit, but well it didn’t happen. 

We had checked it about a week ago and it was about a quarter full – but what with no rain and the extra use with the kids staying,   – the big tank was now empty.

Fortunately we have a back up tank with about 10 days supply – so we were going to be ok until a delivery of water was made. 

Well we would be if the pump would go!! 

It had shut down, as it didn’t go well pumping air and the accumulated debris from the bottom of the tank. 

It shut down and sulked.

Husband tried to get it to go and after numerous attempts said “I have to go to work – call the plumber”.

Well I had a go and it started for me – so water supply was back on line – still no sign of rain so I ordered a load of water. 

The water system was full of air and the nasty stuff from the bottom of the tank that we never hope to see – so I spent the day clearing out the water system and drinking bottled water and by about late afternoon the water was running clear.

Next morning Husband went to have a shower – turned it on, turned around and the shower rose blew apart – literally! 

The build up of compressed air, filthy water and nowhere to go conspired to create a disaster. 

The rose wasn’t strong enough to contain the water/air and blockage.  It flew apart with a  sudden bang showering husband with filthy water and soaking his underpants lying on the floor (ha ha). 

Well once again he said “Call the plumber”, which this time I had to do. 

Well the plumber – Mr. Wonderful, who  turned up and explained to me – after pulling the shower rose off – which as it is a really big one – is called a ‘Monsoon’ re-crimped it where it had flown apart -  and asked me if my husband was ‘Handy” 

I of course blushed and said he was.  “Well” he said – “You need to get him to undo all of these screws (there were about 100 of them) clean each one and put them back on”.

After he left I decided to do it myself and pulled the thing apart – it took me hours – and my elbow ached when I finished, but I got them all out – poked them with a pin and stuck them in the dishwasher – good as new.

When Hubby returned he screwed them back in and put the rose back up and it worked better than it has for years. 

Just goes to show you can do it if you turn your mind to it.  

We never know the worth of water, till the well is dry
~ Thomas Fuller

Hopefully no more catastrophes for a day or two.

Wishing you a beautiful Wednesday, dear friends
hugs
Carolyn