Further to my earlier moan about the fuckwits that previously owned my flat and their inability to do anything right, the cooker hood just fell off the wall. Fuck, shit, bollocks. It appears that they attempted to mount it by drilling a hole into some sort of filler rather than brick. Argh. Still, given that it only ever blew air into the MDF floor of the cupboards mounted above (muppets), and so served us as a glorified lamp, it’s no great loss.

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