Standing in my flat’s bathroom about six months after we’d finished the major renovation work, I had this weird moment where I realised something was properly off. We’d done everything…
Right, so three years ago I made what seemed like a brilliant decision at the time – I was going to transform our depressing guest bathroom with some trendy shiplap.…
You know that awkward morning dance couples do in tiny bathrooms? Yeah, we were championship level at that. Every single weekday at half past seven, me trying to brush my…
Last month I popped round to my mate Marcus’s place for a beer and had to use his loo. Honestly? Walking into that bathroom was like entering some sort of…
That pot of navy paint sat on my kitchen counter for about a week before I worked up the nerve to actually use it. I’d walk past it every morning…
You know that feeling when you walk into someone’s loo and immediately feel a bit claustrophobic? That’s exactly what happened when I visited my mate Emma’s new place last summer.…
Last month I found myself in yet another bathroom showroom, trying not to laugh at what they were calling “men’s design.” Charcoal grey everything, exposed brick walls, Edison bulbs that…
You know that moment when you’re standing outside the bathroom door and it sounds like someone’s conducting a water orchestra in there? That’s my life. My eight-year-old claims he’s “just…
That paint sample looked absolutely dreadful when I held it up to the bathroom window. I mean, properly awful – like someone had mixed concrete dust with disappointment and called…
I was balanced on a wonky stepladder, scraping off what looked like twenty years’ worth of grout stains, when my neighbour Claire knocked on the door. She’d popped round to…