...squeaky clean and refilled with fresh water now. I took the opportunity of my carer being awake and in the bathroom to get it sorted out, so that I could just call for his help if my legs gave way underneath me 'cos there's no way I would have been able to get back to my feet again. Our bathroom is right next to the back door so he would have been able to hear me while he was in there, instead of having to bellow at the top of my voice, disturbing our neighbours and risking him being asleep.
It's done and dusted until it rains again (that's what makes it so green and in need of a clean) or the birds/sun mean that it needs to be refilled.
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