I’m taking a dinghie to work today.
Before I head off to work, you may remember me mentioning a flood and other various stuff on Twitter yesterday. Well, suffice to say the damage was pretty hardcore. As the professional repair carpet and flood specialist company folks put it, “Yup, you’ve had the real McCoy.”
We’ve managed to source some spare desks at one of Manchester City Council’s bases, where we’re going to set up temporary shop till the workforce can be bothered to empty out the office out, remove the carpet, fix it, and the new carpet actually gets ordered.
Check out this photo of the stores I managed to get yesterday though. As you can see, it’s real water, and it really leaves a random stench once it’s gone. Just incase you where wondering, this is the place where your wheelie bins come from. It’s also where the street bins come from, as well as the free bath, toilet, tiles and kitchens the council give you if you live in one of their lovely homes;


image being tarnished by controversy in recent years, I don’t think that makes today any less of a loss.



