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desperanceUnh. Eventually, I will stop posting about bloody plumbing. Eventually I will get myself, my mind, even my bloody cats out of the bathroom and back where we belong...
This morning's test was ... not entirely dry. It dribbled, a little, when the bath was full and I first released the plug. I twiddled the twiddly thing again, tho' I don't believe I shifted it more than a millimetre; and the dribble died to a drip and then by the time the bath was half-full it had stopped entirely. But now I'm thinking it's maybe to do with the pressure from the head of water above it, so I'm going to run the test again with another full bath. Sigh...
[ETA: I? May be mighty. I ran the test again and yup, dribble from a full bath, dying of its own accord to a drip to nothing as the water-level fell. But I manoeuvred my left hand (I'm right-handed, you understand) into an even stranger position in the awkward cramped space beneath the bath, and heaved on the twiddly thing, and shifted it maybe another millimetre. And ran the test again, and not a drizzle, not a drip. I'm not confident, you understand: I'll let it sit, let it dry, try it again. Have a bath tonight, try it hot. Make up my mind overnight, whether or not to cancel the plumber. Spend, in other words, another whole twenty-four hours thinking about bloody plumbing...]
This morning's test was ... not entirely dry. It dribbled, a little, when the bath was full and I first released the plug. I twiddled the twiddly thing again, tho' I don't believe I shifted it more than a millimetre; and the dribble died to a drip and then by the time the bath was half-full it had stopped entirely. But now I'm thinking it's maybe to do with the pressure from the head of water above it, so I'm going to run the test again with another full bath. Sigh...
[ETA: I? May be mighty. I ran the test again and yup, dribble from a full bath, dying of its own accord to a drip to nothing as the water-level fell. But I manoeuvred my left hand (I'm right-handed, you understand) into an even stranger position in the awkward cramped space beneath the bath, and heaved on the twiddly thing, and shifted it maybe another millimetre. And ran the test again, and not a drizzle, not a drip. I'm not confident, you understand: I'll let it sit, let it dry, try it again. Have a bath tonight, try it hot. Make up my mind overnight, whether or not to cancel the plumber. Spend, in other words, another whole twenty-four hours thinking about bloody plumbing...]