fat, condoms, pets, nappies, body parts, cotton buds, paint, food, syringes and half a mini

[Beebo]

I've flushed plenty of dead goldfish down the loo. It always seems like a burial at sea.

 

[Norm]

The pipes in this flat are so narrow that we have to be really careful what goes down the sink as it reappears in the shower tray whenever we run the washing machine.

That sounds like the outline of a script from The Young Ones, that does.

 

[marshmella]

[QUOTE 2120967, member: 9609"]A few years back I was doing some work in the basement of a town cenetr property that we have. As I was re-routeing the soil pipe I made a temporary bypass out of some open gutter, which meant for a day or so any time anybody flushed the loo upstairs I would see the contents of the flush go by. Twice in one afternoon a condom flowed past - This was very intriguing as the only toilet connected to this pipe was the toilet in an accountancy office upstairs - I knew everyone who worked there, all were married but not to each other - non of them looked he type to be bonking in an extramarital affair mid afternoon at work.[/quote]
It just doesn't add up

 

[slowmotion]

A long time ago I went on a school trip to Basingstoke sewerage works. It made a lasting impression. They extracted methane from the stuff coming in and used it to dry the human compost that they sold to garden centres. Early bio-mass or what??? They said that the only things that they could not get rid of were the tomato seeds that went through human guts. All the gardeners buying their product complained of spontaneous outbreaks of the fruit.

By far the most fascinating part of the trip (to this sniggering schoolboy anyway) was the point at which the main sewer entered the site. There was a static metal comb across the entrance, and a rotating one that passed between its teeth. Every minute or so, the mechanism dumped its catch in a huge pile by the side of the sluice....hundreds and hundreds of condoms.

 

[Bromptonaut]

Bradford's sewage was, during the 19/20th centuries, processed in a mega works at Esholt. Lanolin, suspended in the off flow after processing of raw wool, was extracted and sold on for soap and cosmetics.

 

[Berties]

My buisness partner is the most pompous posh chap you could meet Porsche driver,gant wearing snob ,but give him a blocked drain and he's as happy as a pig in s h it ,arm in a bin bag down the Kazi,makes me feel ill just thinking about it

 

[slowmotion]

In a bin bag?????????????????????

WIMP!

 

[Bengarbage]

a pair of pants in a pub after i'd sharted. Actually i hid them in the cystetn only to be found 2 days later after a flood . yes i'm still barred

 

[Mad Doug Biker]

...even after it's been eaten and passed through the digestive system...

One reason why I don't eat the stuff, it seems utterly pointless to me!

A long time ago I went on a school trip to Basingstoke sewerage works. It made a lasting impression. They extracted methane from the stuff coming in and used it to dry the human compost that they sold to garden centres. Early bio-mass or what??? They said that the only things that they could not get rid of were the tomato seeds that went through human guts. All the gardeners buying their product complained of spontaneous outbreaks of the fruit.

By far the most fascinating part of the trip (to this sniggering schoolboy anyway) was the point at which the main sewer entered the site. There was a static metal comb across the entrance, and a rotating one that passed between its teeth. Every minute or so, the mechanism dumped its catch in a huge pile by the side of the sluice....hundreds and hundreds of condoms.

Hold on, you went on a school trip to the Sewerage works?? I can see the makings of a post in the 'post a lie' thread emerging here!!

Seriously though, I bet that must have been a REALLY sh*t trip!

a pair of pants in a pub after i'd sharted. Actually i hid them in the cystetn only to be found 2 days later after a flood . yes i'm still barred

That's why you don't write your name on the label.

 

[vernon]

They said that the only things that they could not get rid of were the tomato seeds that went through human guts. All the gardeners buying their product complained of spontaneous outbreaks of the fruit.

There were spontaneous outbreaks of tomato plants at the Knowsthorpe sewage plant. Their fruit was particularly tasty

 

[summerdays]

Hold on, you went on a school trip to the Sewerage works?? I can see the makings of a post in the 'post a lie' thread emerging here!!

All my kids did the school trip to the Sewerage works - about year 4 ish if I remember, strangely enough I never was an adult helper on those trips

That's why you don't write your name on the label.

There speaks the wise man of experience

 

[Globalti]

The soil pipes under our house are not able to cope with wet tissues if we throw them down the downstairs loo, it usually takes about half a pack before I get the call.... "DAD! The toilet's blocked!" and round I go to borrow the neighbour's rodding kit. Horrible job but fascinating and somehow enjoyable....

 

[Norm]

Whilst a thread about sewers might have some more obvious issues, let's not make it too distasteful, eh.

 

[Mad Doug Biker]

The soil pipes under our house are not able to cope with wet tissues if we throw them down the downstairs loo, it usually takes about half a pack before I get the call.... "DAD! The toilet's blocked!" and round I go to borrow the neighbour's rodding kit. Horrible job but fascinating and somehow enjoyable....

Just be lucky Night Train isn't there after his post about how he dug up his garden just to locate a blockage in his drain!

 

[Mad Doug Biker]

All my kids did the school trip to the Sewerage works - about year 4 ish if I remember, strangely enough I never was an adult helper on those trips

I think probably the worst trip we ever went on was to the Library, and you needed a key for the toilet too!

There speaks the wise man of experience

I just remember going away to stay places with various groups as a teen and my Mum insisting that I needed my name on everything, because there obviously were Pant Theives and so on out there! That was bad enough, but then your name would be on things, sometimes for quite a long time afterwards and it was easy to forget.... in fact, we still have one or two towels with my name on a tag carefully stitched into one of the corners