and not a drop to drink
My daughter lives in Tunbridge Wells, where they are still battling with the water treatment issues in the area – admittedly only a postcode, but it’s affected a huge number of people as it’s right in the town centre. The water is intermittent, or absent (in my daughter’s case) and any water which is available, is not safe to drink. Customers have been advised to boil the tap water before consuming, and that this issue is part of a wider infrastructure failing which is not going to be solved with the flick of a switch.
Ironic that it has been bucketing with rain, and finally the reservoirs are starting to fill up again.
Of course, with power cuts or fuel supply issues, we have alternative sources, but the problem with water is that there aren’t really any other options. Bottled water is being made available for drinking, but showering and washing up is impractical – and while of course we are in the fortunate position of being able to rely on high-quality regulations regarding our potable water, it means we are woefully unprepared for any crisis such as this.
What with this and the biobeads disaster courtesy of Southern Water, the south-east seems to be struggling to maintain its composure regarding this most basic of provisions.
In happier news, I have attached my tuna paintings to the wall of my bathroom, having painted the frames to match:
Terrible photos, apologies!
