Very strange to wake up and find the UK to still be in such a state of disarray. Japan may have its faults but I can’t imagine something like that ever happening over here, as people have far too much respect, both for their country and their fellow man. With that in mind I was able to get through another day of predictable mishaps, safe in the knowledge that the only riots would be those taking place in my synapses. Today I found myself so hungry that ‘I ate the whole apple, garden and all’. Somehow one of my classmates knew that I had meant to say ‘skin’, and so we were able to continue with the lesson, without calling in to question my mole-like eating habits.
My toilet is broken. However, it is not broken in any conventional sense. The water is still connected, the cistern is still working, and the flush is still flushing. In fact that’s the problem, the flush won’t stop flushing, with the longest flush so far exceeding seven hours! Given my previous rants regarding utility bills, I am not particularly worried about next month’s water charges, as they are fixed by a corrupt local government. What I am worried about is water shortages, as if my toilet continues to consume liquid at this rate it can’t be long before hosepipe bans and shower restrictions are introduced for the whole neighbourhood.