..... in my home.

Darling Wife some time ago noted a couple tiles that seemed to be floating (hollow sound when tapped on) in the laundry room/office that was added on to our 1920-built late Victorian at some point before we took ownership.

Last night, I decided to pop out one of the tiles, expecting to find a low spot in the concrete.

Instead, I found this:



Busting out the remnants of the plywood "subfloor" exposed A BLOODY WELL.




Sixteen feet to the water surface.

Thirty-one feet to the bottom of the well.

Still haven't gotten my head around the level of "engineering" that went into pouring a 15' x 15' concrete slab.... with a 3' x 3' section left clear..... and then laying tile over the whole 15' x 15' area with nothing between the tile and A BLOODY OPEN WELL other than a piece of 3/4" plywood.

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1961 220b: first project car - sold.
2000 CLK 430: first modern Benz - sold.
2001 CLK 55: OMG the torque!!! - sold
1972 280SE 4.5: Baby Gustav
1991 300TE 4Matic: Gretel the Snow Bunny - sold
1978 300SD: Katz the Free Man - given away
1980 Redhead: Darling Wife