We changed all our taps, the bathroom taps and the laundry taps, that seems like a good holiday job, now doesn't it.
The bathroom taps were hard, not the actual change over, but the tight space into which I had to crawl in order to change them. No wonder plumbers are always picture with their arse out and their bum cracks showing, as you have to be a contortionist to get at them, well, I did.
I was just changing the washers in the laundry, but the cold tap had seized, so Bruno and I made a trip to Bunnings to get a new tap body and I changed it over and now it works.
It was a good thing my dad could do anything, teach at university and change taps in bathrooms, as I learned everything I know just by tagging along and watching him. Well, not to uni, but into bathrooms - that doesn't sound good - and under the bonnets of cars.
Anyway, I reckon we should all change our taps every 10 years, perhaps, as the new ones work like, um, erm, new, and it's not until you get to use a new tap that you realise how worn out your old taps really were.
Lovely.
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