Friday, 14 December 2007
drainage clearing.

Due to work limits on Pa's side, he worked on clearing the pipe at night. Aw, not nice process.

Dark, murky, grimy water, smelling like firework smoke, with a huge pong. Phoar. I just helped out a bit, holding torchlight, pouring water, clearing stuffs.. now the kitchen's kinda in a mess, though the problem seems to be solved.

Oil is supposedly white in the drains. And hair with god-knows-what dirt residues all over it. Urgk. Clearing the pipes using those bought snake like cords to puncture through whatever blockage is messy.

Those dirtwater sure still erode stuff, there were actually rock sediments at the bottom of the pipes, I guess from the bricks.

Dad sure is the handyman around. He seems to know just what to do with everything about the house.

I wonder if I felt awed by that as a kid, kinda like a superdad in one's eye.


I sure clear memories real fast. I guess.