August 2011

Mrs.B had a shower the other day. Then she climbed out of bath, and had another shower, curtsy of a trickle of water that came out of the lamp. Now I distinctly remember only to have connected that lamp with electrical wiring, not with any water pipes. I'm daft, but not that daft.

So the roof of the extension has failed us again. We still call it a roof, but 'colander' may be a more appropriate name. Since we bought the house five years ago, not a year has gone by that I didn't have to climb up there with various roof reparation products. It's a roof with some issues. For one, the highest point of the roof is where the rain pipe is connected, so it's small wonder really that water keeps seeping in.

The worst thing is that I've made it impossible to know where exactly that leak is. I insulated the ceiling with rock-wool, and then put up a damp screen to prevent condensation (oh irony) and mould forming. So that leak could be anywhere, and the water will run over the damp screen to where it finds an exit, in this case the bathroom lamp. So I smeared another layer of that thick gooey stuff over the usual culprits (at six o'clock in the morning - the neighbours must think I'm a freak. Over the years, our roof has gathered quite a collection of air vents, most of which are completely useless now and serve more as rain vents than air vents.

Anyway, I've had it with that roof. I've been looking around on internet and I'm going for a EDPM rubber roof, which is guaranteed leak-proof for twenty years and should protect the house for the next fifty years. That means that I'll have to replace it when I'm ninety, but that's a worry for later.