Not long after moving into the little flat I inhabited before meeting Eddie....
Getting ready for a night out, finished in the bathroom and flushed the loo. There was a little drip from the cistern so I put down some paper towel to soak it up.
Came home at 7am and found that the drip had turned into a full-blown flood - the entire bathroom was swimming in water - it had gone round the edges of the lino and soaked the floorboards and appeared to be leaking through to downstairs
Which wouldn't have been so much of a problem if my bathroom wasn't directly above the body fridge of my friendly, undertaker landlord...
(fortunately, no circuits had been shorted, I was just left with a stinky bathroom for a while...

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