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But somewhere, three metres underground, a single flint is shifting against a clay joint. And in the darkness, a tiny root tip is already stretching out, remembering the warmth of your wastewater.

It starts subtly. A gurgle from the plughole after a shower. The faint, sweet-sour smell of something wrong by the kitchen sink. Then, the inevitable: you’re standing in two inches of soapy water, watching your toast float towards the drain, and you realise—your drains have declared war. drain unblocker harpenden

It’s only a matter of time.