Just look at that.  Clean, drinkable water, right out of a tap in our very own home.

About a week and a half ago I realised just how much we take this for granted.  Our water comes from a deep bore behind the house, and an electrical fault had caused the pump in the bore to die a slow and horrible death.  It started with poor water pressure on a Sunday.  By Monday night we were squeezing the last trickle out of the tank, sprinkling it on the girls and optimistically calling it a shower (they were not impressed).  By Tuesday morning we were living off bottles of water fetched from the neighbours’ house.

Finally on the Thursday a new pump was acquired and installed.  I’m slightly impressed with how well we managed on bottled water, but oh boy that first shower when it was running again was one of the best showers of my life.