Two pipebursts in three days. First one, no problem. Fixed. Second one: four thirty on Christmas Eve. No chance of getting our Super Mario plumber out to that. Thankfully, it's an external pipe so it's spraying away outside and leaving a truly impressive ice slick down the street. Unthankfully, it's knocked out all our internal watrer except for one tap in the kitchen. Victo
rian Christmas, anyone? The bummer is that the previous owners, in their home improvment frenzy, concreted in the stop cock, so the only way to shut the water off is the mains valve in the street, which (1) is under ice and (2) takes out the houses on either side of us. Godammit! And how was your Christmas?