After 3 years of calling this rented property my habitat I’ve learnt a thing or 2 about home maintenance from my landlord.
He is the careful kind, the type never to call in experts (professional help) when it comes to keeping the house on its legs, for he is your man for the job.
Lights blew? He tells me exactly which bulb to buy and where. Then he comes over to replace the old with the new one.
Electric gates stuck?
He comes over, meddled with the main console and got it to work, albeit not perfectly, but I shall be thankful, for at least the gates open and close as it should.
The tap at the sink dripping? He paid a visit over the weekend with a new faucet in hand and the tools to change it.
The reason for his resourcefulness? I’m not sure to credit it as competence or merely part of his stingy nature, for I know for sure he is careful with money.
So when I spied the big ugly hole at the back of my washing machine at the laundry area, I thought I’ll give him a call, and send an image of the damage over my smartphone.

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