Thank Goodness for a Caravan on the Drive
I would just like to say - thank goodness for the option of a caravan! Having come off six night shifts, I was looking forward to a long sleep and four days off on Saturday morning - when water started coming through my bedroom ceiling. Four days later,
I'm still without heat or water - though there is a trickle from the tap that allowed for the Aquaroll filling. Mice have eaten their way through plastic water pipes in the loft; the engineers found three holes yesterday afternoon though there are obviously
more as water started coming through again not long after they left. They're back sometime this afternoon. Yesterday I took to the caravan for a warm night's sleep and a hot water hose down! The dogs were most confused by caravanning on our own drive and the
cats refused point blank, preferring to stay in the empty but freezing house. I think I'll be back there tonight. I really haven't enjoyed this return to my teenage years of wearing woollies to bed, including a hat.