Humidity and water
It was very humid yesterday morning as I sat out on damp chairs on the balcony. The rail was dripping and, when the sun came up, you could see why. Cloud across the mountains of turkey, some across Nimos, and you could even smell the humidity in the air. This was after a very warm evening the day before.
Talking of humidity (water), our plumbing has started doing another strange thing. I noticed a drip from the flat-roof overflow on Sunday night. Only a very small one, but still, it was precious water coming from somewhere. I investigated and found it came from the trough beneath the plastic water tank on the bathroom roof. Why there is a trough there in the first place is another mystery, it’s not as of we keep sheep on the bathroom roof – not since the last time – but it’s a three-by-1.5 foot concrete thing and, presumably, served some purpose.
Anyway, the water was trickling from there, across the roof and into the overflow. Now then, when the, um, expert plumbers put in the black plastic tank, they put it directly on top of some black plastic pipes. There was no other way of doing it without rerouting the pipes which in their ‘expertness’ they decided not to do. Now there’s 500 litres of water in the tank (500 kilos, or half a ton), my guess is that it’s pressing down and the heat has made the pipes brittle and caused a split, and that’s why the water is leaking out. One day, the pipe will crack completely, and we’ll have a waterfall. But, as this isn’t coming from our tank but from one of the pipes that does lord-knows-what and goes to anyone’s-guess, and it’s not causing the pump to run, I’m leaving it until there’s another of the landlord’s, um, experts doing something up there. Meanwhile, it stopped on Monday night and dried up, only to start again on Tuesday morning. All very odd, no rhyme or reason, but then what else do we expect from this place’s water system?
