Flooding

You know that horror movie, the one where the protagonist starts hallucinating that the hallway is filling with water? Well, that happened, except I wasn't hallucinating.

The water here is so corrosive that it basically managed to unscrew the pipe from my boiler. By the time I noticed, half my apartment was under two inches of piping hot water.

I'm glad I hadn't gone to sleep yet, or I'd have woken up like Rose on that Titanic door. It's one way to get the floors washed, I suppose!

The plumber later told me that the boiler had been on the verge of exploding when I switched it off on the wall. So the flooding was a blessing in disguise. Close one!