He broke his ankle falling off the sink!!
I laugh every time I hear this.
As I write this, we have the plumber lying on his back with his head in the cupboard under the sink!!
Shame poor man, this is the third time he has been here since Friday! When we built the house we purposely chose taps that our hands would be able to grip if they were ever riddled with arthritis, you know the kind, big sticky-outy things at right angles so your fingers didn't slip round and round! I thought that they were stainless steel and that they 'would last forever'. In this place, forever seems to be about five years if you are lucky! But Rob said that they were in fact chromed!
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| Our taps brought him to his knees! |
