Yesterday was Friday the 13th.

Now I hold as much faith in superstition as I do in astrology or anti-smoker science so the date didn’t bother me.

The day was almost over. Just half an hour left of Friday the 13th.

The water tank on the roof overflowed and flooded the bathroom.

Pure coincidence? Of course it was.

Messing around in a water tank on a flat roof in the pitch dark isn’t what I would call fun. I wouldn’t recommend it. Especially when it comes to bailing out the tank with a saucepan and you can’t see what you’re doing.

I think it’s fixed now.

Touch wood.