It's one of those things that happen when you live out in the countryside; occasionally the Septic Tank needs to be emptied; and, boy, ours really did!
It's never a pleasant operation, but yesterday it simply had to be done. I won't go into details.
The man was very efficient, and insisted on practicing his English; we, of course, replied in French.
The amusing illustration on the side of his cab says, 'Call us before it really hurts'. Wise words which we'd ignored.
We now have a squeaky clean fosse septique that you could eat your breakfast from (if indeed you wished to).
To add to our pain.... having had a week of perfect weather, yesterday when we really needed some sunshine, it was pouring.