Brouns' adventures in Lesotho: let there be light...

After waiting for two weeks for the landlord and then a further week for the hospital maintenance staff to sort it, I elected to sort out our kitchen light myself. I don’t own a tester here so there was a small calculated risk involved but without any injury/electrocution we now have light in our kitchen! All that is left is to put a lick of paint here and there. Earlier this week I had given up on sorting the dripping tap in the bathroom. I made an attempt to find the isolator for the water mains, which was an experience. I deduced that there must be some pipes behind a large piece of board in our downstairs toilet. I removed this to find a space shared with our neighbours. I could actually see through a vent into their downstairs toilet! In this space there were indeed some pipes and a tap but also several nests, some skeletons and a decomposing bird – lush! I turned the tap to find that I had successfully turned off the water, but only downstairs. I looked up in the space to find another tap further up. I donned a white coat and clambered into the space, dead bird and all. I was about 2 inches short of reaching the other tap... most frustrating! Kit came home to find me in a very dirty white coat, and nothing else! It turns out I couldn’t access the base of the tap in the bathroom anyway without removing tiles and plaster... not a job for the Leatherman! I might make yet another request from the administration at the hospital but am not going to hold my breath!