Water. I don't care for it in the least.
Over the weekend water stopped coming out of the spouts over the sink, hand basin, and shower that F uses. On Saturday it became obvious about mid-afternoon that water had reduced to a dribble and eventually stopped. F discovered that the outdoor tap in the parking bays still delivered a dribble and rinsed her hair under that when she got back from her evening swim and we were still without water.
It must have come back in the darkness hours after midnight as water gushed out of the spouts when she tried in the morning, but it went off again in the afternoon on Sunday as well. More swimming in the sea and rinsing and filling water bottles under the dribble from the outdoor tap downstairs.
By Monday morning it seemed to be back to normal, so F went off for her swim only to discover no water when she got back. By the time we left for work (following another cursory rinse of F's hair in the parking lot) it appeared to be back in force and apart from from burping and belching it has remained more or less available for use since then.
On Saturday our neighbour from upstairs said 'demotiko' when asked about the 'nero', so we assume someone was working on the delivery infrastructure.
Usually when electricity is going to be unavailable notices go up in the neighbourhood to warn us all. I saw not notices. F saw no notices. No one got any warning to fill the bath, or top up their bottled water supply; and the ons and offs were pretty randomly timed.
This is how much I care about the water supply:
|You what? Yawn.|
|Do remember to water my weed when the water comes back on.... (OK so maybe a little care)|