Infinite Water Crisis

Have I mentioned anything about the current water situation? I didn’t think so. Don’t worry, it’s interesting.*
Eons ago, in the late ‘60s when Mum was growing up on the island, there was a severe water problem. And severe water restrictions were called for. Town water was available only for two hours in the morning and for two hours in the evening. Back in the day you had to get organised to make full use of those precious 120 minute blocks, important things such as filling up buckets for the day, washing, boiling the kettle to make tea… (I should add at this point that this is Mum’s recount).
Of course, this water rationing makes no sense on a lush tropical island; there was plenty of rain around. That’s why some very important and very wealthy Europeans (you know who you are) decided it was time to construct a Super Dam, one large enough to end the water woes once and for all. It worked.
Until we booked our flights, apparently. There is now yet again a water problem. Fortunately, most people have their own water tanks and pumps and are able to continue life with minimal disruption (it’s worth mentioning that these are not rainwater tanks, they’re filled with town water). Even the complex our beach apartment is located in has a tank large enough to accommodate the twelve or so flats here. At least if there’s water in it. This has been an issue since day one.
The Complex Water™ is available for two five hour blocks – roughly from 5 til 10, morning and evening. But sometimes when the mature, more experienced guard is patrolling of an evening he *forgets* to put the water back on. There’s a routine now. We all complain about lack of water. He convinces himself there’s something wrong with the thing. Unsuccessfully tinkers with it (though percussive maintenance with a hammer is probably a more apt description). We wait for the other guards to come on in the morning to sort it out.
That’s when we’re usually informed that the tank is dry. The Complex Water™ has run out and the tanker truck won’t be in until the evening. Meanwhile we get to hang around, unshowered, in 35 degree heat with, apparently, 200% humidity.
Although the situation has been slowly improving, The Complex Water™ drought is serious – it actually forced a family out of their flat, in the middle of the night. This is why the owner of our flat installed a small tank and pump, so that we can still have running water in the downstairs bathroom.
Now, no matter what is happening with The Complex Water™, we can still enjoy a refreshing, cold shower. Oh, we don’t have hot water. Have I mentioned that?

*Interest levels indicative only.