Cold Water
Ever since we moved into our house – almost three years ago now – we have only had one properly working bathroom: upstairs. When I say ‘properly working’ though, I do exaggerate somewhat. Not much, but a little.
You see, the shower thermostat had been set badly by our incompetent buffoon of a plumber and the range of available temperatures was somewhat narrow: from uncomfortably hot to scaldingly hot. Seeing as we are magnificently lazy people, that was just about good enough that we haven’t had it sorted for nearly three years – instead resorting to that most British of complaints: death by a thousand weary sighs. In the Summer or when I’d come back from football or when we were going out and I didn’t want to put on clean clothes with just a slight sweat on was when it was at its worst. It was never bad, just vaguely uncomfortable and slightly irritating every single fucking day.
Until yesterday.
Now it’s fixed, it’s finally fucking fixed and this morning I had a LUKEWARM SHOWER for the first time in three fucking years! It may seem like nothing to you, but it’s like relief from Chinese Water Torture for me, honestly (ha – see what I did there). You’ve no idea what a massive difference something so trivial made to my morning.
So much so that I’ve now wasted six minutes of your life telling you about it. Six minutes that, no matter what you do, you will never get back.
And I’m not sorry.
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totally understand what you going about here…..my old shower used to go hot cold hot cold off…..bloody useless
The worst bit was it not quite being bad enough to do anything about, but still bad enough to be really quite uncomfortable.
Small comforts…
my old shower had very little pressure. was like a trickle so you never properly got covered in water. when we moved into our new place the delight of enjoying a powerful shower was indescribable. showers are important.
Didn’t notice anything when we stayed…
Euan, you’re exactly right; showers are important.
the shower in our flat is so annoyingly average. im always tempted to move just for a slightly better shower but its not bad enough to force the effort so i know exactly what you mean.
i notice the smell DC! are you sure you used the shower?
He’s probably just less of a pussy about hot water than I am. Come to think of it, so are most people.
We looked after our mates’ house for a couple of years, and their shower was the same. We just turned the thermostat on the boiler down a couple of degrees. Piss easy. Just think, Matthew, you could probably have done that yourself, no money and very little effort. Lovely comfortable showers for the last three years. Ahhhhh.
Sorry, I’m still bitter about the flowers party.
Nyah nyah!
It’s ok Matthew, I’m a fast reader. It was more like two minutes.
Including comments?
Does no one take baths anymore? Fill the damn tub, let cool, get in! Duh!
Now, what’s next? Shall we help you learn to remember to lock the front door at night, darlin? xoxoxo
Yup! But I don’t like to brag.
Baths!!!! oh the flaming excess!
you yanks are all the bloody same….me me moi
I take baths, but only very rarely. Usually after football training on bitterly cold January nights – then they are a total godsend.