Spring, yet more plumbing.

My car looks like it has been to a wedding where the rain has washed plum[1] blossom off the tree by the front gate and stuck it all over the car like confetti. Most of the daffodils are in flower. There's lots of new growth on the roses, even the ramblers that really should have been pruned last autumn and weren't till February.

I spent a chunk of the weekend finding that the reason there wasn't any hot water when I isolated the front tank's coil was because the mixer valve on the back tank had one of it's non-return valves fitted on the outlet instead of the inlet. Which was probably actually a good thing, since it was also upside down, with hot and cold connections reversed, so would have had positive feedback and unstabilized the mixed water temperature instead of stabilizing it. I am definitely Not Impressed with Roland Amey. Sunday paper said reports of plumbers earning £70,000 a year are exaggerated.

On the bright side, we had a fun family cycle ride with friends, and it only hailed while we were indoors and didn't even rain much (the grass is still far too wet to cut though). And I should now have twice as much hot water, though I haven't actually tried having two showers at once yet to see it the pressure loss is less than it used to be.

[1] I think it's a plum. I haven't noticed any actual fruit on it in the two years we've lived in the house.