Patience down the drains
Who would have thought a kitchen drain could cause so much stress.
It was the classic round-the-house type job come back to bite me. The kitchen sink had been becoming suspiciously slow to drain over the past few days and I had decided to put my blinkers on to the issue.
However, by Monday night the problem was beyond what I could ignore. Out came the plunger, which had worked to some extent a few days before.
I viciously applied the tool as best I knew how but only managed to bring up filthy water from the bowels of the piping, and splash it all over the place.
Maybe if I just leave it, I thought. But of course that didn’t work.
I took the pipes apart and found no blockage beneath the sink.
The problem had to be further down, beyond my reach. I would have to call a plumber – great. Then, all those adverts I had turned a blind eye too about drain unblocking products came to mind.
Spending a few dollars on chemicals would be OK.
Back home with the most expensive and powerful product I could find (it warns against contact with your skin or even aluminium) I put the supermarket solution to the test. No result.
The weight of the problem, which hamstrung washing any dishes felt immense. Until, a loud gurgle brought massive relief.
The industrial strength, aluminium melting chemicals had finally done their job. I never thought I would be so happy to hear water drain down a sink.