True story ... last summer I got a call out. The lady lived in a large detached house on a private estate. Most of the houses sell for £1-2 million.
Her wine rack had fallen of the garage wall, and most of the bottles had smashed.
When I'd sorted the wine rack.. she said ''do you know anything about toilets''.
I said I do plumbing repairs and would help if I could.
I asked what was wrong , she said 'come and have a look'.
As soon as I entered the house I could smell the problem.
She then told me she flushes only once day, so as to save on her water bill.
A quick glance into the offending pan confirmed my suspicion ... more turds than you could shake a stick at. Infact some of them had their heads above the water.
''Oh no no no, it's not my sort of job'' I said.... and quickly made a getaway through a cloud of flies.