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“What’s that?” Simon whispered over his shoulder.

He pulled the camera first. The line was clay pipe, original to the house, and at 7.2 metres, the screen flickered. Then it went white. specialist drain unblocking auckland

He walked out into the Auckland rain, got into his van, and drove home. He didn’t sleep. But at 6:00 AM, when his daughter asked what he’d fixed, he kissed her head again and said, “Just a grease blockage, sweetpea.” “What’s that

“No. I’m… I’m a bit obsessive about it, actually.” original to the house

Leo grabbed his gear—the electric eel, the high-pressure jetter, the inspection camera—and kissed his sleeping daughter’s forehead. “Just a grease blockage, sweetpea,” he whispered, though he knew better. In Auckland’s older suburbs, it was never just grease.