Living here at Maryville at Larnook means doing all kinds of things we never had to worry about back in Maryville at Newcastle. Such as maintaing a septic tank. Now to be honest, we've had no problems with the septic over the time we have been here, but a slight, yet, discernible smell had begun wafting from the tank over the past week and a peek inside revealed that the tank, all 2500 litres of it, was pretty well chockers. Not, as you might think, with solids, but mostly with water (which could mean that the flow from the tank into the transpiration trenches isn't working all that well, but we'll deal with that later if it turns out to be true). So we called in Clarence Valley Septics (not sure why they have a marlin as part of their logo, just another of life's mysteries) and a friendly, chatty fellow arrived on Friday to pump out the tank.
Fortunately his hoses were long enough, that once clipped together, they reached down to the tank without him having to drive that big heavy truck onto our soft lawns. The whole process took a bit over an hour. He commented on our lack of a crust on top of the liquid (this is not good) but otherwise he didn't think there was too much to worry about. The final stage was more like a vacuuming than a pump out, and we chatted about bread runs and the pros and cons of living in the country as he vacuumed up the last of the solids that lay at the bottom of the tank. Without a tinge of embarrassment.
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