Unblocking Drains Wirral (2024)

Kev smiled. “That’s just a kid who wanted to see where the water went.”

“And the soldier?” Edith asked.

“You know,” Kev said, pausing at the gate. “Unblocking drains on the Wirral... it’s not a job. It’s a geography lesson. Every pipe tells you who lived here. The grease from the chip shops. The hair from the girls getting ready for the Pyramids Centre. The lost rings.” unblocking drains wirral

The rain over the Wirral hadn’t stopped for a week. It fell in a tired, relentless drizzle, turning the sandstone walls of the old cottages the colour of weak tea. For Edith, the trouble started not with a bang, but with a gurgle. Kev smiled