It's been a chaotic last few days...
To start with, last Saturday went riding, then rushed about and in the evening went to Rock of Ages avec Ben...had a good night but hurt myself dancing to Lamb of God and I'm still paying for it now. I should learn to pace myself but I have a habit of going mad. Spose it's cos there aren't that many good metal nights anymore, everywhere seems to have tamed out and gone into either cock rock or that boring rockabilly shit, so when a decent metal night comes around it's a novelty.
Sunday morning was when the fun started, and the toilet's turd munching saniflo packed in. Which is just what you need when you have a hangover and can hardly hold your neck up. So the sewage all backed up into the loo, the bath / shower and the sink. Yay. Got a drainage man out, as at that point we assumed it was a pipe blockage, who faffed with the drains for an hour, THEN asked us if we had a saniflo, then charged £100 (the landlord was paying) to tell us he couldn't do anything and that we'd need a proper plumber. A proper plumber then came, in the form of a chav with a black eye, who confirmed it was the saniflo that was broken, told us he didn't have a new one to replace it with, smeared shit all over the walls and charged £65. The landlord still wasn't answering his phone, and by this time it was getting late, so had a lovely evening of having to piss in the kitchen sink. Yeah I know it's vile, but there was no, lol.
Come Monday, and I was off work waiting for the saniflo man to turn up and replace the duff part. It fucking stank. I've smelt bad things in my time (the toilet pits, 3 days into a festival, in the middle of a heatwave, nice) but I swear I can't express how gut wrenchingly horrific the smell was. The guy was retching and I had to run away into the farthest point of the house. Apparently the smell reached the people 2 floors above the offending toilet which lets you know how fucking manky it truly was. It got sorted in the end, but I got a chest infection in the process. I was still a bit rough from Saturday night but cleaning up raw sewage and inhaling that god awful stench finished me off and I've been coughing up orange chunks of throat lining ever since, and am off work. Think I'm back in tomorrow though, feeling better today, probably due to the 4 layers of clothing I've got on to keep warm. I look like the Mitchelin Man, but with a small head :)