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I could compile an encyclopedia of my fu's but this one is similar to one of my dad's when I visited my parents one Sunday morning
The tap was still present and dripping as normal but positioned with the pipe at a jaunty angle with the remnants of the basin persistently maintaining a stranglehold on it.
The floor was scattered with rusty tools ,pink ceramic debris and a burgeoning puddle.
Signs of abandonment were confirmed as he was in the front room reading the paper.
Mother ,making a very angry cake ,seethed through her teeth for me to please fix it.....
One of my own was sealing a damp floor with bitumen paint and trapping myself in the corner opposite the only door.
So far so stupid.
But what still perplexes me 30 years later is my reasoning that it was a good idea to take off boots and socks in order to tiptoe to the exit.
It was a big room.
The tap was still present and dripping as normal but positioned with the pipe at a jaunty angle with the remnants of the basin persistently maintaining a stranglehold on it.
The floor was scattered with rusty tools ,pink ceramic debris and a burgeoning puddle.
Signs of abandonment were confirmed as he was in the front room reading the paper.
Mother ,making a very angry cake ,seethed through her teeth for me to please fix it.....
One of my own was sealing a damp floor with bitumen paint and trapping myself in the corner opposite the only door.
So far so stupid.
But what still perplexes me 30 years later is my reasoning that it was a good idea to take off boots and socks in order to tiptoe to the exit.
It was a big room.