The miscreant, who has a bad dose of sunburn, came into the kitchen where I was preparing a roast dinner to tell me that the bathroom floor was flooded. My speed up those stairs was a personal best.
We stopped the toilet from chucking water over the floor. I say we, I put my hand down the u bend to unblock the excessive use of toilet roll and jiggled the button on the cistern to stop the water filling and filling like the sorcerers apprentice in Fantasia.