F's looking excited and pleased with herself. I'm not interested. I have a feeling it concerned water. There was a bucket and bailer involved which is something of a giveaway.
I've noticed the moldy smell from our basement has been particularly pungent lately. Today I watched F disappear down that way with the spray bottle of mold killer from our balcony store room. That stuff makes the place smell like a public swimming pool but I guess that's better than moldy.
She was back in an instant and disappeared again with bucket and bailer which suggests another flood down there. A short while later I heard the basement pump running. Later still F came back mumbling something about busted float switch and someone having simply unplugged the pump rather than working out why the switch wasn't turning the pump off. There followed some woogling and studying of diagrams (I supervised that bit) before she finally drained her coffee (made a few hours ago) and sloped off back to the basement.
It turns out there is nothing wrong with the float switch. It works just fine. It hadn't been installed properly and F has fixed that - which she says wasn't difficult, anyone who has played with Leggo could have done it. The switch had a clip (a bid red obvious one) on its tether that attaches to an adjustable slide on the pump. That makes sure it now tips right upside down when the water is gone, and its little switch operates as designed and turns the pump off.
Now all she has to do is sweep up the drowned cockroaches and I can start going back to a safely dry basement.
I meanwhile renewed my love affair with my hammock.
|I'm watching you.......put that camera away|