On Thursday, March 7, 2019 at 9:59:25 AM UTC-8, AMuzi wrote:
On 3/7/2019 11:21 AM, wrote:
The hot water had slowed to a very light stream full on in the kitchen. I dug around and found a bucket that would fit under the sink. The facet is one of the new kind that passes both hot and cold and anything in between by rotation of the level and velocity by lifting the lever.

I turned off the hot water valve, pulled the hose off and placed it in the bucket and turned the cold water on and rotated it to a position in which the hot and cold would mix. The high pressure cold water flowed through the hit water hose and blew a bunch of fairly large stones out of the entire hot water passageway.

I was sort of worried that there cold be some stuck in the valve as well but reassembled the hot water pressure and flow rate is back up to the same as the cold water rate.

So I didn't have to crawl under the sink to take the entire plastic hose off, turn the house water off and remove the hot water valve and clean it or replace the entire sink valve with stones too deeply embedded in the narrow piping to be retrieved.

Sometimes things work out well and other times we have to listen to Frank....


Sounds like victory!
Speaking as a guy who's generally suspicious of many modern
'improvements', I just love flexible supply tubes.

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Andrew Muzi
www.yellowjersey.org/
Open every day since 1 April, 1971

I think that I originally had my mother's kitchen completely rebuilt. Everything is about the correct age for it and the compressed wood cabinets are beginning to have problems. I can't remember that time much but my wife tells me about the things I did. Near the end when my mother got sick again I paid for a care facility. I paid almost a million for her cancer surgery back when it was considered research and insurance wouldn't pay for it. And when she moved into this place and the cost wasn't covered by the sale of her fourplex I paid the difference. Though I can't remember what it was it must have been substantial since she left the house to me instead of my older brother.

It is the ****s that the important things are gone out of my memory but I can remember so many unimportant ones. I can't remember living on my sailboat but I can remember being a watch captain and navigator racing large sailboats down the coast. I can remember dolphins dancing on the bow wave but not the faces and names of my good friends at my yacht club. Though if I walk out there onto the back porch it's all "HEY TOM!"

I am asked if I can do electronic designs and I pick up a book and it looks like I wrote it. Just glancing at a lot of circuitry I can spot errors. I was programming in C and someone wanted C++. I picked up the book and barely glanced at it and remembered the differences and updated the program in a hour.

But I can't remember my father dying. Nor, for that matter, any of my family members.

You really do not want to get a serious concussion.