Sunday 4 March 2007

So much for spending the day writing.

I've discovered why the kitchen periodically smells of raw sewage and it's not my cooking. Well, not directly. Either my next door neightbour or her neighbour on the other side has a blocked drain. As the three drains join, we're all getting our own back ... and then some. First thing tomorrow it's a call to the plumber. (Lucky I've got all those fridge magnets, isn't it?)