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My Chinese water torture

Drip, drip, drip, goes water from my upstairs neighbours' flat through my ceiling. At first, I was calmness itself...

1 February 2014

9:00 AM

1 February 2014

9:00 AM

Drip, drip, drip. The noise of my downstairs London conversion flat, where the plumbing was fitted by turn-of-the-century sadists who booby-trapped the building so that if the upstairs neighbours ever dared to try to re-fit their bathroom, they would unleash a leak and never, ever be able to find the source.

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