The Return of the Stink-eye

The turd and final plumbing trilogy post which was originally part three but turned into part six. Screw you George Lucas

It seemed like a good idea at first.

I had no commitments.

I had little to do.

The kids were supported. The family seemed fine.

I took the weekend off and went away riding bikes with the boys.

I returned to work on Monday.

It happened again, the third time, er turd time in two weeks. Everything was backed up and I had a problem.

This time it was a lot easier

I opened up the clean out and found my poo eating snake.

Within an hour everything was clear and flowing well again.

No chemicals were abused. No mustard gas billowed from the basement.

No toilets were removed.

The first two trips around turd mountain taught me everything I needed to know about getting things flowing again.

The first time was an emergency. I called for help. A professional came. I watched carefully as he did his work.

The second time, I tried my best and made some mistakes, ultimately I got the job done. I took more than twice as long as an experienced professional. And the job got done.

Turd time’s a charm?

Indeed it was. Althou…