I decided today's agenda (Doc C really likes to have some structure to his weekends), so we went out for brunch, picked up the post, I made an appointment for a haircut whilst The Doc looked at bicycles and then we went to a hardware store to buy an adjustable spanner (it may say wrench on the packet, but it's definitely a spanner).
Then we came home, I sent Doc downstairs out of the way whilst I dismantled the bathroom sink. I crawled around taking off pipes, checked them for silt and removed the mixer from the tap to thoroughly clean that, and it was so much fun. I love doing practical stuff like that.
I really wish that I had taken before-and-after photos, not because I made a huge mess (actually, contrary to predictions, I didn't make any mess at all), but rather because the difference in the water coming out of the tap was so dramatic. We've been using the downstairs bathroom because the trickle of water coming out was simply not enough to clean our teeth with, but now? It's a spectacular torrent of H2O. I rocked that spanner!
It was so satisfying to solve that problem by myself that I'm now considering doing a plumbing course rather than that MA in English Lit/Film I've been talking about; plumbers make a lot more money than academics after all. The only problem I can see with that plan is that I'm not going to want to deal with other people's toilets, so maybe that's not really the best career choice for me.