No more dripping tap…

Last weekend my kitchen tap started dripping; only occasionally but it would only get worse so I told my landlord about it. Amazingly he managed to get a plumber to come yesterday afternoon. We’d both expected quite a long wait especially since it wasn’t an emergency.
So I emptied all the bits and pieces that congregate under the sink. I find it really satisfying to see how tidy the space can be; partly for aesthetic reasons but also because I worry that the clutter could force the rubber tubes off the washing machine outlet. I know I could tidy the area without having a plumber come but I never think of it. As they would say up in Yorkshire/Lancashire ‘There’s nowt so queer as folk’. Aye that’s me for sure!