tun dish
Tripped up by the arcane world of the builders lexicon
again yesterday.
Building Inspector final visit. File load of certification needed. And a visit.
Toured building and got to the plant room. He looked at the water tanks and asked where the tun dish was vented to. I looked back at him as a goldfish looks out onto the world. Uncomprehending. Mouth opening and closing. Goggle eyed.
Anyroadup as they say in these parts. Here's the tun dish. And its venting was okay.
You could imagine meeting Mr Tundish in Hobbiton or through the Narnia wardobe.
For me, I fancy owning a spaniel called Mr Tundish. There won't be many dogs called that.
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| the tun dish |
Building Inspector final visit. File load of certification needed. And a visit.
Toured building and got to the plant room. He looked at the water tanks and asked where the tun dish was vented to. I looked back at him as a goldfish looks out onto the world. Uncomprehending. Mouth opening and closing. Goggle eyed.
Anyroadup as they say in these parts. Here's the tun dish. And its venting was okay.
You could imagine meeting Mr Tundish in Hobbiton or through the Narnia wardobe.
For me, I fancy owning a spaniel called Mr Tundish. There won't be many dogs called that.
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