I’m installing a kitchen, and have spent the last 4.5 days getting a single cupboard into (the wrong) position. No, it’s not (just) because I’m inept, it’s because the people who built this house had a joyful, carefree attitude to plumbing that I’m having to correct. And then re-correct when I find that the taps I bought are non-standard. And then correct again when a pipe turns out to be in exactly the wrong place for a cupboard. And then again when the dishwasher can’t move back far enough because of a central heating pipe.
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Oh, the joys of DIY. Although it’s no comparison to the ’27 house you helped us with years ago, even in our current ’80s house we have a unique arrangement of kitchen plumbing, too, configured by a similarly carefree soul – probably the same one who painted only the parts of the deck they could easily reach, leaving the parts behind the bushes bare.
One of the things that’s winding me up is the lack of parts to connect the existing system to the new bits I’m installing. I had to replace the connection from the sink to the soil stack, and because the stack is cast iron nobody (including two specialist plumber’s merchants) had the necessary connector. It’s a standard cast iron connector! Not exactly modern, I’ll admit, but the house was only built in 1971! I’m not asking for something to connect a hand-bored lead pipe currently attached by whittled pegs, for heaven’s sake.