My mum has been nagging me for over a week to clean out the blocked drain that has been filling up in her back garden so I went round today armed with a pair of the wife’s marigolds and my Karcher. After clearing some leaves and blasting the metal drain cover I ran the kitchen tap for a while and it seemed fine. Then I noticed the water slowly rising. I whipped the manhole cover in the middle of her patio up and it was full of water - a few inches from the top. Anyway, I got a bucket, dipped it in to empty it and came up with half a bucket of turds.
That was enough for me, I got on the line to Thames water. Amazingly their man arrived within 20 minutes. He had just two teeth in his head and looked like he lived down a drain. First thing the bloke did after parking his van was to get out and take a photo of the house. He then set up some cones and signs at the front of his van. Took a photo. Then the back. Took another photo. Came in, removed the drain cover. Took a photo. Erected a barrier around the manhole. Took a photo. Poked and prodded around with his drain rod and then started stirring until he had a drain full of brown porridge. Took a photo. The fecking smell that chucked up was enough for me, I left him to it.
My mums just phoned - he had to get a load more sticks apparently but it’s all done now.
That is one job I couldn’t do. Urgh.
I wonder if he belongs to any drain clearing forums? I can just imagine the photos if they had a 'Post the best photo you took today' threads!
Reminded me of this - another job I couldn’t do:
That was enough for me, I got on the line to Thames water. Amazingly their man arrived within 20 minutes. He had just two teeth in his head and looked like he lived down a drain. First thing the bloke did after parking his van was to get out and take a photo of the house. He then set up some cones and signs at the front of his van. Took a photo. Then the back. Took another photo. Came in, removed the drain cover. Took a photo. Erected a barrier around the manhole. Took a photo. Poked and prodded around with his drain rod and then started stirring until he had a drain full of brown porridge. Took a photo. The fecking smell that chucked up was enough for me, I left him to it.
My mums just phoned - he had to get a load more sticks apparently but it’s all done now.
That is one job I couldn’t do. Urgh.
I wonder if he belongs to any drain clearing forums? I can just imagine the photos if they had a 'Post the best photo you took today' threads!
Reminded me of this - another job I couldn’t do:
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