Home sweet Home

It has been a hectic few weeks for me and I really haven't  had time to blog.  I had planned to do a Home sweet Home about an old moneybox but that wil have to wait.  I will share a bit of my home though but as it turned out is was a rather wet home.
Saturday morning I finished my coffee and went to the kitchen to tidy up when my son came in asking me who was having a shower upstairs.  I told him no-one was. He said that there must be, as  he could hear water running.  We went together to the living room and had a shock as there was water dripping from the ceiling!
I dashed upstairs and ran into my bedroom to find a good inch of water covering the floor in my bedroom and en-suite bathroom.  I have to say I rather panicked.  My mind went blank about where the stopcock was so I ended up yelling for my son as I thought he would know.  He stumbled down the stairs (he is not very well and finds it hard to move first thing) I was correct in in him knowing where to find it and he shut the waterflow off immediately. That however left me with a soaking bed and bathroom.  My husband had arrived home in the middle of this (he'd been out getting a paper) and brought a stack of buckets he'd just bought.

We spend the next few hours dipping towels in the water and wringing them out into buckets.  It is a back breaking job I tell you.

The cats thought we were being weird, two of them actually wandered in to see what we were doing in spite of the wet  floor, but I removed  them swiftly when they wanted to go on my bed with sopping wet paws.
In all the panic upstairs I had forgotten about the dripping downstairs but the kids had been very good and parked pots and pans all around to catch the drips.

Fortunately there seems to be very little damage and most things have dried out very well. 
Well it is not the Home sweet Home post I thought I was going to do but there you are, I shared a bit of my home with you.  Hopefully next week I can share a pretty thing with you.