Pop and you’re wet

Hubby asked me to water the garden today. Not a problem, especially as we now have one of these super-duper hoses that don’t kink and grows to 3 times its original size.
Hubby used it the day we bought it, and it’s brilliant.
Then I happened.

I plugged it in, and walked it down the garden hosing the onions, beans, tomatoes, roses, and fruit bushes as I went.
It was terrific, then suddenly the water flow stopped.
I looked behind me and could see nothing amiss, then I looked at the snake in my hand and it had a very pregnant transparent bulge which suddenly went
and I got soaked.
Luckily we’d kept the box and receipt so could take it back, but Hubby had a go at fixing it first.
He skinned it back, and repositioned the end, then reassembled it and attached it to the hose reel connection.
I turned the water on at the tap V E R Y  S L O W L Y, there was a whoosh and a pop, and it flew off the end.
Hubby tried again and the same thing happened.
After four attempts we thought Sod It, back it goes for a replacement. Then as Hubby was gathering it all to drain, he noticed something on the grass that was part of the fittings.
So we stretched it all out again, he played around and fitted everything that needed to be attached.
Very carefully, we turned the tap on, and kept everything crossed.
No mishaps, so we increased the pressure slightly.
With Hubby on connection watch and me tentatively watering the rest of the plants, we appear to have resolved the problem.

Incidentally, the picture above shows a magic hose as it’s not connected to anything, fully coiled and yet still spraying water.
If you are thinking of getting one of these extending hose pipes, make sure it’s completely unwound before you turn the tap on, as although it may not kink, it does twist (and I shout)!


About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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8 Responses to Pop and you’re wet

  1. colonialist says:

    We also got one of those brutes. Ours has a habit of spraying water at me after I have disconnected it from the tap and it starts to contract. Unerring aim, too.

  2. foguth says:

    We have an underground irrigation system…. it has its own unique set of challenges ….. I generally refer to the dratted thing as ‘the irritation system’.

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