Plumbing trauma

Last night our plumbing went haywire. Taking a shower upstairs led to the downstairs toilet filling up, and other strange watery effects. Colin popped down with a plunger but we couldn’t improve the situation. Our local plumber has the same problem as everyone else at the moment – he’s basically unemployed, so he was down here in no time to get things working again.

The shortest way up to the village from here takes us across the railway line. Look out for the train!

With all the bars closed, people have been sitting on the benches on the Eigerhübel drinking beer and socialising. This has attracted the attention of the police, who were in the village yesterday checking everyone’s residence permits. Signs have now appeared on the hübel.

Raclette at Ali’s tonight.