This lovely bit of rusty metal is our former kitchen faucet. Last Sunday (because things always break on Sundays), I noticed a small puddle on the kitchen floor. I traced it, I thought, to one of the pipes under the sink. David has never professed to be a plumber, but when he got home, he changed out that pipe. He did a bang up job, but...still leaking. So he changed another pipe. Still leaking. After much fussing and a WHOLE lot of cussing, he determined that the leak was coming from the faucet.
After picking a new faucet, my dear non-plumbing husband changed installed the new one. It works great and looks good! AND, as an added bonus, now we have a sprayer. Thank you David!
1 comment:
Ooh-La-La
Is that a Discovery peeking it's tail end in the window of that second picture?
Oh-Yea -
Nice spicket.
dd
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