Magazine article The Spectator

James Delingpole: What I Learned about Women from a Burst Water Pipe

Magazine article The Spectator

James Delingpole: What I Learned about Women from a Burst Water Pipe

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'It's always me who gets the worst of it,' said the Fawn, surveying the wreckage caused by the burst water pipe. I did not disagree a) because I would have had my head bitten off and b) because it's true.

Though I wouldn't say I was completely useless: who was the first to spot the water gushing through the ceiling of the guest bedroom, eh? And who was the first to find the stopcock using the time-honoured method of running up and down the stairs for ten minutes screaming: 'Where the hell is the stopcock?' But it's probably fair to say that the Fawn bore -- and continues to bear -- the brunt of the crisis.

In theory a burst water pipe ought to be largely in the male domain. But once you've got the man stuff out of the way -- move furniture, place strategic buckets, call a plumber and find he can't come for three days -- the aftermath is pretty much woman's territory.

I'm thinking of the business of dealing with the mounds of accumulated sodden linen, plus a weekend's worth of unwashed clothes; drying the mattresses; airing the rooms; running a household with a crap husband and two useless teenagers when there's no mains water.

For a whole weekend we involuntarily conducted one of those TV-style experiments -- the Elizabethan family -- in which we had to survive without being able to flush the bogs or wash the dishes or fill the kettle except using water laboriously collected in buckets from our neighbour's outside tap.

This is how it would have been for almost everyone who lived prior to the 20th century. The first flushing toilet wasn't invented till 1596 -- but you only got to use it if you were Queen Elizabeth I. Even the White House didn't get running water till 1833. Throughout the Victorian era, washstands remained the norm. It wasn't until the 1900s that individual houses routinely had running water.

Can you imagine how tedious it would be having to fill your baths using a succession of water pots heated on the hob? How inordinately tiresome it would be having to rinse the suds from your linen by hand? When you experience it, it does concentrate the mind. 'Do I really need to use that extra pot for cooking, knowing how much of a pain it will be to wash afterwards?' you think to yourself.

But the most important lesson I learned -- or rather had reinforced, for I have never really doubted it -- during our weekend without water was simply this: women have had it so much worse than men through 99.9 per cent of history. That's because, inter alia, all the tiresome chores I've outlined above would have been done by the womenfolk, while the men were off out doing man stuff like hunting, fighting, roistering, adventuring, speculating, inventing, and bringing home the bacon. …

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