Sometimes life reminds you that you're not all that butch

... like when your boiler starts leaking and your first inclination is to call your dad.

But dads can only be of so much use, when all you have to say is 'the black thingey is loose from the grey thingey and now it's leaking!'

Sigh. I eventually figured out what I'm supposed to do, but the sodden black and grey thingeys won't comply with my intentions. Fortunately a little grey tape seems to hold the black and the grey thingey together, but now I have to go and make an appointment with the boiler people.

And who has time to stay at home for these things...