Bedraggled

It’s drizzled the entire day and the roses of Sunderland are a sorry sight. Could we have some sun please?
We opened our hotel room door late last night to be met by a loud whooshing noise, the sound that water makes when it’s fountaining out of a cistern! The night Porter managed to get it turned off but not before a bathfull or two had filled the bathroom and cascaded into the bedroom. No spare rooms till today, it was all a bit squelchy. But we’re now in a nice, dry, bigger room and the cistern seems fine!
However, that wasn’t my biggest problem as I woke about 3am with the worst heartburn of my life and have discovered that drinking lots of water is not a cure but can make things worse. A lot worse. An hour later and I was sick as a dog. Not nice and hopefully not to be repeated.
The tenpin today was a mixed bag by the way, three good games and three not so good. No prizes for us.