A very kind person solved my tap problem by posting the missing part through my letterbox this morning. Thank you so much! It was particularly fortunate because I later stepped in dog poo and the hose made the cleaning up much easier than it would have otherwise been. It turns out the plumber did not install a non-standard tap. I’m just a moron 🙂
I’ve been wearing my new purple boots non-stop every day since I got them. Ben refused to let me wear them to bed though. Not fair! They have been supremely comfortable and still no blisters or anything. My only complaint is that they’re not dog-poo-proof. I stepped in a particularly sticky and fresh dog turd today and, as always with the bad ones, I smelt it before I saw it. The grooves are so deep on the bottom that I had to use Ben’s toothbrush to get rid of it all.
The next shot is *after* scraping off most of it with a stick (and before using Ben’s toothbrush).