Last night, my toilet broke.
It stopped flushing.
I was propelled into a panic when I discovered you can’t just lift the lid on the cistern when you have a top button flush (check me out with all my plumbing terms).
After some Google and YouTube research, I took the flush apart and got the lid off. I looked into the cistern and realised I had absolutely no idea what I was doing.
So I sent Irish Two a text, complete with photo.
He’s a man.
He should know what to do.
He replied, “Just call a plumber.”
Call a plumber?
Call a plumber!
I’d already invested a good forty minutes taking the bloody thing apart. There was no way I was paying someone to take a look at it.
So I called my Dad. And, sure enough, with a few instructions over the phone, we soon had it fixed.
Call a plumber.
Really.
This man is going to be no husband of mine.
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