Not very well pump

It’s a surprise to nobody that we still don’t have running water. I took the morning off from my current client work to meet the well engineer at the bog house.  The pump itself wasn’t as bad as it looked – it did actually run without making weird grinding noises or anything. Unfortunately it didn’t lift water up with enough power to be useful for anything much, so the engineer decided that the pipes would have to come up so the end of them could be examined.

Two thick, heavy-duty pipes, mostly full of water.

We now know that the well is 100ft deep, as we hauled that much pipework out, conscious that letting go at any point would mean losing the pipes down the well and ruining everything.  The engineer had warned me that it was a three man job, but the two of us managed it just about – I ache like I did after competing in a bungee run some years ago now, but can’t even blame alcohol for my stupidity this time.

The engineer will fit a new pipe and exciting new submersible pump tomorrow – thankfully my presence isn’t required.

Hoping for gravel to be laid on Saturday to get things looking a bit saner. I did some more painting this evening but tiredness stopped play in the end. I also chucked a litre of Milton sterilising liquid down the well to ward off any nasties.