Meant to reply to your post yesterday. I had similar WOE 10 years ago when we lived in Watford. We were on the top floor of a block of flats. When it rained we noticed a spot on our celing got dark. It got darker. And darker. We told the landlord 'I'll get someone round' he said. Darker, darker darker. Then a lump of the ceiling fell out one Saturday tea-time. The following Monday with one of our friends kipping on the couch, the entire ceiling came down. On top of Dave. It was like ground zero. He survived, we fleed to my parents, the landlord tried to sue us. Fortunately I started off doing a law degree so knew to take photographic evidence.
Ah, happy days.
Photoshopping reindeer made my day brighter actually.
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Date: 2006-11-23 11:31 am (UTC)Ah, happy days.
Photoshopping reindeer made my day brighter actually.