And the top of the morning to you.
It is four thirty in the morning.
Mex woke me up at three to tell me to call my brother and tell him to turn off the mains.
We had water cascading out of the kitchen cupboard.
I phoned my brother on his mobile.
When he sleeps he sleeps.
Called my mother and told her to wake him.
He is not at his best at that time of the morning.
It took about ten minutes for them to turn off alarms, find keys and then switch off the water.
By that time we were ankle deep.
Mex started emptying the kitchen cupboard.
I sloshed around looking pretty.
Then my brother and I started collecting the water in dustpans and putting it into a bucket.
When the bucket was full my brother went to empty it outside.
And slipped and came a cropper.
I think they must have heard the thump down the road.
Followed by a few curses.
And that was the end of brotherly help.
Thank God Mex was here.
He has his uses.
I would have slept until Jasmine woke me.
Just before her bed floated out the door.
I phoned my insurance company.
They assure me the plumber will be here by eight.
They pay for the call out fee and the first hour of labour.
If he is worth his salt he should fix it in an hour.
I shall, happily, leave for work at six thirty.
I don’t like mopping and cleaning.
On the upside our floors have never been so clean.
Until Jasmine went outside the back door.
Where we had been throwing the excess water.
We now have cute Jasmine prints all over the floor.