In my beginning (06:13) …

is my end (20:16).

A hot day (33C) with no respite in sight.

We lost water at early morning and has not returned as I write at 20:22.

Either someone is abusing the system of 70 households or the buffeting and banging induced by outages has burst a joint. It is, to put is plainly, a right f*****.

Communications are somewhat archaic but on the other hand I’m not stepping up to that plate.

Until it’s not there who’d have thought it was so simole to turn on a tap to wash hands, a plate, a carrot.

We’re lucky, nevertheless, as the spring downhill means in extremis I can heft water for cisterns and such.

I suspect there is growing anger and resentment at people would like to think are the main suspects.