The Mysterious Case Of The Sewage In The Night Time

As those of you who follow my Twitter will know, last night my flat was flooded with sewage. It was drain water to be precise but its effect is the same. My bathroom is now 2" deep in the stuff whilst there is a thin coating pretty much everywhere else around the flat. The floorboards are going to have to be raised and the whole room needs to dry out. For the foreseeable, it's uninhabitable.

The torrent started about 9:45pm last night and came from the ceiling above. Unfortunately, it came from the whole ceiling rather than just one part so I couldn't just stick a bucket under it. Thankfully, I was in so I could move all my possessions to higher ground and/or get them out of the room. Apart from a couple of towels and a few gifts people bought me, nothing has perished. Had I not been in, then all of my commissions, my computer, my clothes and my electricals could have gone too. I have to be thankful that I managed to save my stuff.

The blockage in the drains that has caused this has now been identified and is being worked upon. The office above me also flooded last night but I managed to save the computer hardware, again with quick thinking. All you can do in such a situation is watch as the water seaps in - I now have an understanding of how it must feel watching your house being flooded when a river bursts its banks.

My Dad was on hand to help me remove all my stuff last night but, unfortunately, he is now aware of my vast array of fetishes as some of the stuff he helped me remove was kink orientated. Nothing illegal, just stuff you wouldn't really want your Dad to know you are into. I guess I am going to have to deal with that as soon as I have found a new place to live.

On that score, there are options which I am looking into today. However, I feel obligied into working the shift I agreed to so I am now sat in an office that stinks of shit, trying to do some work.

The Mysterious Case Of The Sewage In The Night Time

As those of you who follow my Twitter will know, last night my flat was flooded with sewage. It was drain water to be precise but its effect is the same. My bathroom is now 2" deep in the stuff whilst there is a thin coating pretty much everywhere else around the flat. The floorboards are going to have to be raised and the whole room needs to dry out. For the foreseeable, it's uninhabitable.

The torrent started about 9:45pm last night and came from the ceiling above. Unfortunately, it came from the whole ceiling rather than just one part so I couldn't just stick a bucket under it. Thankfully, I was in so I could move all my possessions to higher ground and/or get them out of the room. Apart from a couple of towels and a few gifts people bought me, nothing has perished. Had I not been in, then all of my commissions, my computer, my clothes and my electricals could have gone too. I have to be thankful that I managed to save my stuff.

The blockage in the drains that has caused this has now been identified and is being worked upon. The office above me also flooded last night but I managed to save the computer hardware, again with quick thinking. All you can do in such a situation is watch as the water seaps in - I now have an understanding of how it must feel watching your house being flooded when a river bursts its banks.

My Dad was on hand to help me remove all my stuff last night but, unfortunately, he is now aware of my vast array of fetishes as some of the stuff he helped me remove was kink orientated. Nothing illegal, just stuff you wouldn't really want your Dad to know you are into. I guess I am going to have to deal with that as soon as I have found a new place to live.

On that score, there are options which I am looking into today. However, I feel obligied into working the shift I agreed to so I am now sat in an office that stinks of shit, trying to do some work.