Hey guys.
In another case of CAN’T EVERYTHING BE OKAY FOR FIVE MINUTES my next door neighbours apartment has flooded and as a result has flooded my apartment too.
While the good news is that there doesn’t appear to be too much damage, the one big casualty is of course my computer. Cue uncontrollable weeping.
So yes. Unfortunately the blog is going on a little bit of a holiday until I get insurance money and Dr Rob can build me a new Murder She Blogged typewriter.
The blog will return! I promise!
Bx
Murder, She Blogged 
Feb 09, 2018 @ 08:15:34
So sorry to hear this. Hope everything will be OK soon.
Feb 09, 2018 @ 08:35:22
Nooooooooooo!
Feb 09, 2018 @ 08:35:48
Sorry to hear this, hope everything gets resolved quickly. Also, glad you have insurance!
Feb 10, 2018 @ 02:12:32
Briony…..Are you familiar with the expression, “misery loves company”? I know the misery of a house flooding. My ex-husband and I bought a beautiful restored house in Minnesota, U.S. The upstairs bathroom had an antique, claw-foot bathtub, like they had in the fancy brothels in the Old West. You could bathe an elephant in that thing, which I did, every night (I was a larger human in those days).
The guy who restored the house and sold it to us (did I mention he was evil?), had no real idea how to restore a house. Either that, or he was evil. He knew the plumbing work he did in that upstairs bathroom was hideous, so he lined all those pipes with huge plastic garbage bags. (So the plastic “layer” was under the plumbing pipes, yet above the kitchen ceiling below.) So when the plumbing leaked, the plastic “caught” the water. Until the day it didn’t.
I came home from work and it was raining very hard. IN MY KITCHEN. The plumbing from the bathroom upstairs had finally burst, overwhelming the plastic barrier, which tore, which soaked the kitchen ceiling, which finally gave way, flooding my kitchen and part of my living room before the water realized it could head downstairs to the basement, flooding that. I will never forget what an awful feeling that was.
Adding insult to injury, we had no recourse. We couldn’t take the guy to court because he had very carefully worded everything related to the house in the seller’s documents, making sure nothing was in writing that he had done the work himself. (We contacted three law firms, who were all impressed the lengths he went to, to protect himself.) The insurance company would only pay to have the plumbing fixed, they would not cover any of the damages because our coverage didn’t cover that. It took us weeks to find a contractor because every firm we brought in were astounded at the depth of destruction the seller had created and didn’t want to deal with it. [To accommodate his terrible plumbing work, he cut huge holes in the support beams under the bathroom floor – the contractors had no idea how those beams were supporting the weight of the tub, let alone the weight when the tub was filled with water, let alone when the tub was filled with water and……(at this point, the contractors would take a long look at me and shrug, as if to say, “…..YOU!!”). It cost us thousands of dollars we didn’t have and we were without a kitchen and bathroom for months.
Years later, I found out the seller died of cancer and for once in my life, I didn’t silently bless his soul. I didn’t curse him to Hell, I just didn’t bless his soul. Hopefully, he went to Heaven and God is not allowing him anywhere near power tools.
I hope your experience is better and you are back at it in no time!!
Feb 13, 2018 @ 20:41:31
Oh GOD that sounds like a nightmare! I’m very lucky considering, the people below the flood copped it far worse.
It does add to my theory that I either live next door to a ghost or a spy ring because whomever lives there hasn’t been seen for the nearly 2 years I’ve lives there… 🤔🤔🤔
Feb 10, 2018 @ 02:14:38
Briony….See above. I think I accidently replied to Elisabeth. Technology is hard, y’all.
Mar 04, 2018 @ 17:06:22
Hey there! I hope your computer is making a steady recovery.