Waterworks Countdown

On Wednesday afternoon Thunderthighs went to wash his hands and called from the bathroom

“There’s no water coming out of the tap.”

I went downstairs, where Fester informed me that there was water coming out of the kitchen tap but very slowly.

Texted the neighbours who had received alerts from the water board.

Miss Doozer opined “I can only assume Northern Gas Networks hit the main in their quest for gold at Four Lane Ends.”

They’ve had the road up at the junction for some time causing quite a traffic tailback at peak times.

The water-board said they would be working on it and it should be rectified by 7pm, and to run the taps for 40 minutes if the water was discoloured.

I advised Thunderthighs, who was fretting, that there was plenty of hand-sanitizer to clean his hands.

After tea Fester decided we should check whether it was back on.

We were sitting in the office and, apparently being unable to walk the four yards along the landing from the office to the bathroom, he calls Thunderthighs down out of the loft.

"Thund, go and run the cold tap in the bathroom to see if it's discoloured, but give it 30 seconds."

Off he lumbers, water runs and then we hear "Dodo, dodo, dodododo, boom" a la Countdown.

Collapse of aged parents.

He reports back to us holding his ipod, which he has used to time exactly 30 seconds.