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So, went out last night to "Good Times" at The Junction in Cambridge. I don't do silly things when I've had a bit to drink, but I think the Tesco's job might have seriously affected me in some fundamental way... After 4 G&T's, a half-litre bottle of pale ale, a pint and a half of Kronenburg, a shot of aftershock (that's a drink? tastes like cough medicene) and a couple of cans of Red Stripe I decided that it was up to me to personally unblock the toilet in The Junction. By hand. As it turns out, the problem was actually more to do with the cistern - no water was getting through to flush the bowl in the first place, it wasn't actually blocked itself. Damn, all that wiggling my arm about in the U-bend for no result.
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