Tuesday, June 19, 2007

What’s the worst curse or expletive you can think of? No, that doesn’t quite capture it...

I came up with quite a few colourful ones this weekend. I have been squirreling away bits and pieces of evidence for my portfolio in a cardboard box in the garage. It squats happily with the other things 'in storage' towards the back of the garage. It has some suitcases, ski and camping equipment, Christmas decorations, an old TV and our kitchen table (which is currently not in the kitchen while we get ready to do some work in there) for company. Every once in a while, I take a few more bits and pieces out to add to it and make a note of them on an evidence grid.

This weekend, I went into the garage to get my bike out for a bit of a ride and what did I discover? That for the past who-knows-how-long, our bathtub has been draining onto the ceiling of the garage and that sometime in the last week, that ceiling finally gave way. The result? A large hole in the ceiling of the garage, a lot of standing water on the floor, very wet suitcases / ski and camping equipment / Christmas decorations / TV (now junk) / kitchen table (now badly damaged)...and a portfolio box, once full of evidence, now full of near-pulp.


3 comments:

deargreenplace said...

Oh no! Did you have back-ups? This makes me think I should bring my own notes back to work.

Pete said...

Bother! All my evidence is of the e-kind for now, maniacally backed-up to as man places as I can manage.

Katharine said...

I'm so sorry! That's horrible! Is ANY of it salvageable? do you have any copies of anything? has your mentor got any advice?
Oh, I really feel for you. Have a virtual hug!

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