One of the disadvantages of buying a home originally built by a builder for his own use is the risk of ending up with a product that is reminiscent of a song titled One Piece At A Time, which was recorded by Johnny Cash back during the Bicentennial.
Indeed, our house even looks a little like it was constructed of materials the builder had left over from various jobs back in the day. The layout has a lot of nice touches, but an equal number of rough edges (some might uncharitably call them "afterthoughts").
Apropos of uncharitable thoughts, some ran through my mind when the plumbing problem was finally uncovered. It turns out the pipe coming into the slab on which the house sits is old and brittle, and not buried very far down at all (in fact, it was swaddled in insulation that had lost its insulating properties a long time ago). The good news, however, was that it was of a diameter sufficient to allow a new flexible pipe to be run through it, so now we are, if not cooking with gas, then at least washing with water!
* * * I continue to work on the translation received yesterday, and have just under 1700 words left. I expect to finish them by the time I hit the sack.
Cheers...
Indeed, our house even looks a little like it was constructed of materials the builder had left over from various jobs back in the day. The layout has a lot of nice touches, but an equal number of rough edges (some might uncharitably call them "afterthoughts").
Apropos of uncharitable thoughts, some ran through my mind when the plumbing problem was finally uncovered. It turns out the pipe coming into the slab on which the house sits is old and brittle, and not buried very far down at all (in fact, it was swaddled in insulation that had lost its insulating properties a long time ago). The good news, however, was that it was of a diameter sufficient to allow a new flexible pipe to be run through it, so now we are, if not cooking with gas, then at least washing with water!
Cheers...
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Date: 2009-02-06 11:37 pm (UTC)I once bought a house that was built as a summer place by a PG&E worker. He built it largely out of materials recycled from his job. The walls and floors were 3/4 inch plywood concrete forms (the concrete side faced the inside of the wall). If nothing else, the place seemed bombproof.
I came away from that project with a big pile of old historic basalt cobblestones from SF that had been dug up for some PG&E project or other. They now serve in my garden as stepping stones, weights, and the rest form a ring around my old hot tub.
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Date: 2009-02-07 02:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-02-07 02:24 am (UTC)Cheers...