We started setting up Cary's studio this week so she can do some screen printing. It involves applying an emulsion on a silk screen and projecting an image onto it, hardening the exposed emulsion, cleaning off the soft emulsion and then applying dye through the unexposed areas. So she needs a dark room and a trough and a power hose .. so she needs a water supply and a drain .. which is where I came in. I think I got it all done without causing too much damage to the fabric of the building. To turn the water supply off involved going a few doors down the Allie to the bogs (not pleasant), with no idea as to how many other people this would affect. Also .. if I turned it off, cut into the water supply at her studio, and my compression joint didn't work (which wouldn't be the first time, and the existing pipe was blathered in paint and all sorts of gunk) I'd probably get sued by all sorts of deprived artistes. I thought discretion would be the better part of valor and took the pipe from the old gas geezer and fitted a garden hose to it. The drain is almost conventional by comparison, and so far nobody has been injured by toxic waste so I think I've got away with it.
Jack and his pals are running one of the college football teams .. chip off the old block, and seems to do it in a style somewhere between Sam Allardyce and Joseph Stalin, he's acquired for himself a clipboard and a disdainful attitude to poncy southern first years who think the game is about ball control and skill.
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