I’m sitting here wondering when our water supply will come back on.
Roadworks began out the front of our place yesterday—to replace the dangerously ineffectual speed bumps and pedestrian island, which I’ve commented on twice before. They carefully spray painted markings all over the road and footpaths to indicate buried phone lines, water pipes, drains, gas pipes, and so on. And then today they dug things up and promptly broke a water main.
I’ve had no water since at least midday, possibly earlier because that was when I tried using a tap and nothing came out. And it’s now just gone 8pm, so it’s been out at least eight hours. And with no notice before the outage, our supply of water is limited to what was in the kettle, and in the cold water jug in the fridge.
When I came back from walking Scully at lunch time I wanted to wash my hands, and squeezed some liquid soap onto my hands before realising there was no water to wash it off with. So I had to use paper towels to wipe the soap off. And I’ve wanted to wash my hands several times since, but have had to make do with some COVID-era hand sanitiser.
Ah…. as I write this the water just came back on! I could tell because the toilet cistern started filling up. Phew, that’s good. My wife did indicate when she came home from work that there were workers from Sydney Water outside trying to fix things.
In other news, one of my friends playing in my Dungeons & Dragons campaign drew this:
This is the entrance to the latest dungeon adventure. We play theatre of the mind – no pre-drawn maps or props. So my friend did the whole thing based on just my verbal description of the landscape during the game. I thought it was so cool I had to share.