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24 October, 2005

Drip... drip....

Waking to the sound of heavy rain outside and water dripping onto one's bedroom ceiling isn't good, is it?

This morning was the first this year for which I'd preset the central heating to come on, so I initially tried to persuade myself that the noise was just the house creaking as it warmed.  No, that was definitely dripping.  I looked in the roof space and couldn't see daylight, but after fetching a torch, one roof beam was visibly very wet, and I could see the drips, one every ten seconds or so.

Bugger. This sort of thing is the main reason I didn't (and still don't) want to own a house, though financially it's the only rational thing to do. If I'd been renting, I could have simply phoned the landlord and it would have been dealt with, and any damage to the roof and ceiling wouldn't have been my problem. Now it is.

I'm still tempted – regularly – to sell-up and go back to renting, but even if I did, a buyer would want an intact roof, so I suppose I'd better just get on with it.

Comments

Its the little things which frustrate me about renting. Wiring my computer network and getting a good tv signal are prime at the moment. It took me a while to decide if I could put up a clothes hook.

Functional things.

Posted by dan at October 24, 2005 05:31 PM
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