Our bathroom resembles less of a tranquil spa space to relax and unwind for a mummy, daddy and their 3 cherubs and more a room from the fiery depths of hell. Crumbling taps, literally pieces of metal breaking away before your v eyes, ill fitting non waterproof laminate which isn't sealed properly round the loo which with boys in the house well you get the picture, the original 50s bathsuite including high top cistern and tin bath, mould, rough walls, no door handle, mould, bizarre attempt at tongue and groove wooden ceiling of doom, it leaves me with a feeling of despair and deep sadness reaching for the Pinot griggio to get through bathtimes! Did I mention the mould! Please help a slummy mummy in need!
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