Like a bat out of … (you might not believe it but it’s true)

Living out in the middle of nowhere has its pros and cons.
Here’s a pro – water is free, since it comes from a bore hole.
Here’s a con – the water system is prone to failure from time to time

Now we actually have two systems, a well (the pump is currently out of action presumed dead) and a bore hole. As long as the electricity supply is available we have, to all intents and purposes, a water system much like everyone else’s, except for the fact that once the tanks are filled the onward flow gravity fed (no hose pipes or power washers for us).

I have documented elsewhere the belt ‘n’ braces approach I took after two flooding incidents, whereby I had an additional pump float valve added to a second of the three tanks in the attic, along with a very hi-tech water detector alarm coupled to an alarm system (the excellent Vocaliser from Pyronix) which has an inbuild GSM facility, so can text me when the water might be about to overflow.

Recently the system has been trouble-free. Occasionally the box of elec-trickery trips out and the tanks eventually drain before we realise anything is wrong; and so it was the other evening I heard the good lady wife calling down to say that the cold water had stopped flowing whilst running a bath.
A quick check revealed that the pumping system was all Ok and the kitchen taps worked fine, so I went upstairs. The sink taps were fine too, as was the shower and the hot water to the bath.
The cold tap to the bath had no flow, so I scratched my head a few times, did a few sharp intakes of breath just like a plumber on the cusp of delivering a hammer blow, soon to be followed by a pound symbol, some arbitary digits and followed by several zeros.
I left it overnight having tried all the taps for a while to see if it was an air lock, but by the morning it was still not flowing.
There had been a few “bits of black” according to Lydia, though I hadn’t seen them as they’d gone down the plughole by the time I had arrived on the scene.
So I called on my secret engineering weapon, a man who only goes by the name “molosar” (he works under cover) and by the time he arrived I had a theory.
“Molosar” found which of the taps, valves and screws (from a fair array dotted around the place) isolated the single tap and set to, taking it to bits.
As he worked on I suggested it might be … and shortly after I told him what I thought it was he plucked out the very thing.
A bat (out of a well)!

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3 Responses to Like a bat out of … (you might not believe it but it’s true)

  1. Vince says:

    Are not bats supposed to be free’d from Bells rather than Wells?

  2. Vince says:

    On reflection, its not often you hear the phrase ‘well batted’ in Cumbria, especially about a foreigner. I’m surprised it couldn’t call for help when it got stuck, perhaps it couldn’t reach its batmobile.

  3. Vince says:

    There is more but I’ll stop now.

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