My New Year’s resolution? Be a more active blogger (among
others). And so we start with something Lebanese. We begin with a visit from
the plumber. I have an issue with plumbers in Lebanon. I might have an issue
with plumbers in Holland, had I lived there, because I hear complaints from
friends about plumbers in Holland as well. As it is, I live in Beirut and I have
a Lebanese plumber. And he came to install something.
And this is what it looks like now; Four tabs. Of which
one (the one on the left) seems to be inoperable as the knob is missing.
In case you are slightly distracted by the tiles, some
background. We live in a building dating back from the sixties, and it still
has its original kitchen, complete with the metal kitchen cabinets. My husband
is quite attached to the authentic look of it, and so the tiles are here to
stay. Forever.
Back to the tabs. Four tabs.
I was rather confused about these four tabs. And so I
showed it to a friend Miss H, you have been recognized. Who commented the following:
“The one without the knob is the government drinking water. It is no longer available...has its own piping. Middle is hot and cold for washing the dishes.... Far right connected to filter and cold tab is drinking water... Common knowledge for a Lebanese.”
“The one without the knob is the government drinking water. It is no longer available...has its own piping. Middle is hot and cold for washing the dishes.... Far right connected to filter and cold tab is drinking water... Common knowledge for a Lebanese.”
And so it is. Plumber has been redeemed.
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