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Beware of Rodents August 30, 2006

Posted by Rambling Man in General Bloggery.

Rodents of all kinds grate on me. In fact, you could go so far as to say that I hate all rodentry (sic). Some months ago it became apparent to us that there might be a leak in our water pipes.  At the same time we realised we were getting nightly visits from an unwanted four-legged furry fiend.  One morning, coming downstairs to find a half-chewed banana and an apple core on the parlour floor, we knew we had a fight on our hands.

Not putting two and two together and equally not envisaging that a rodent could be causing the water trouble, we called out a very diligent plumber who, despite his best efforts, could find nothing wrong with our non-functioning, dead-as-a-doornail heating system.  He took it apart and put it back together again, got new parts, sucked his teeth a lot, spent a lot of time on his hands and knees, put in new pipes etc. all to no avail.  So he recommended we get an electrician to see if the fault was electrical and lo and behold, in the middle of his wire stripping antics didn’t the equally adept electrician utter an off-the-cuff remark that there seemed to be a lot of water seeping out onto the ground under said dead boiler.

To cut a long story very short and not wanting to bore readers with repeated attempts at filling gaps under the floor boards with expanding foam and other sorts of anti-rodent remedies, being the clueless D.I.Y. enthusiast that I am (more Damage-It-Yourself, than Do-It-Yourself) and the garden having taken a lot of rain in the preceding few days, I decided to venture into the attic to have a look at the tank.  With the plumber, now back on site armed with a new theory, leading the way we ventured under the eaves to find that there wasn’t a drop of water in our entire pipe system.

The cause ? See below …

pipe.jpg and yes, that is a solid wavin pipe the little shit chewed through.  Boy, did I dance around the kitchen a few mornings later when we caught the bastard – with a Mars bar no less. So if you learn anything from this, it’s the following : don’t leave fruit out in the open at night and rats like Mars bars.

PS : I’ll spare you the pictures of the dead rat.

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