It's not just buried treasure that lurks under floorboards!




This may look like an antique jewelled ring, proffered by some smitten young lover to his attractive and alluring fiancee, in the hope of receiving eternal love and happiness.

What it is in fact, is something slightly different. It is in fact a screw hole. Though we do not randomly screw holes in rings. This is the small joint the emergency plumber removed after we screwed into the gas pipe this little fella belonged too, at the time, under the bathroom floor. The hissing sound and smell gave us the clue, also.

We went from this;



to this, in one swift step.



Fortunately the Transco emergency Gas Man, or Supergasman arrived in almost 30 minutes or so of being called, which to be fair, is quicker than the 50 minutes it took the Police to arrive after my Nannar was burgled. And he was also, far more use too. (Yes, I admit, I have a little bitterness here).

He did this for us;



Now, as you can see and in the movies where bombs are involved. The hero always has a choice of 3 wires to cut. Here, 3 wires to screw into. The hero always gets the right one and on the law of averages we got the right one here too, as the others were big old electrical ones. We happily avoided the Michael J Fox, Back to the future issue here. So all good. (the trouble is I have indiscreetly revealed where I hid my special, collectors rubble. But I have moved it now to a new hiding place, where a dragon sleeps on it)

We have now rectified this and the bathroom floor has returned to Photo Number 2, which is a far more aesthetic site.

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