Sunday, January 27, 2013
Get up, wander off to the morning ablations, turn on the faucet..... and ........ nothing honey.
Blastdamnsonofa..... the pipes froze during the night. The pipes in the crawlspace under the (1800's) kitchen. The pipes only reachable by a smallish squirrel with a death wish.
Nothing for it..... I opened the crawlspace up, fired off the 80K propane heater in the basement, and pointed a fan into the crawlspace.
Anything more than that, and I am quite willing to fall back on my 'Renter' status.