Here comes the rain again...

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I went off to watch Scotland play Eire at Parkhead on Friday night. It was a hard-fought game of football which Scotland deserved to edge and, unusually, they did - 1-0, with a fantastically worked goal from Shaun Maloney (I say unusually, but they do seem to be specialising in narrow wins, these days, instead of glorious defeats. On balance, I'll take the wins).

We stoped for a drink on the way home, and I got back to the flat around 11.30 to find out that my bedroom was flooded. Again.

This is at least the fourth time I've been flooded in that flat, and this time it will need a new carpet, a new mattress (again) and I've had to wash or dry clean anything that wasn't in a wardrobe or a chest of drawers.

To say I'm pissed off is an understatement. I spent the early hours of Saturday tracing the leak to the top floor's washing machine, getting it shut off, and then bedding Jim down on the sofa and me in the spare room.

Saturday I spent hoovering up dirty brown water and heading to the laundrette, Sunday ditto on the hoovering, and I'm still in the spare room on Wednesday. The old stuff will get dumped on Friday when I'm next working from home, and hopefully I will have a new mattress at the weekend. As it is, the flat stinks of flood and damp, and I'm not sure if I want to go on staying there.

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[slobberpuppy.livejournal.com]

That's good news that you will get compensated. And exciting that you are thinking of moving! I agree With the other comment that mould and mildew could be a health concern. Who knows what it looks like behind the walls?

NYE in Glasgow sounds like fun!

PS - clever post title - it made me giggle!