Under pressure

Apparently there was some maintenance being done on the block of flats where I live today. Something to do with the plumbing. Whatever it was, the work was being carried out during the middle of the day whilst I was at work, so I paid it little heed...

...until I returned home and turned on the tap. For a brief, serene moment nothing happened. Then came the faintest hint of a rattle reverberating through the pipes before a volley of water literally exploded forth from the tap, rebounded off the sink, and drenched me. I paused for a moment, wiped the water from my glasses, and stood in my puddle, dripping.

The work carries on tomorrow. I shall approach the taps with caution...