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…
You know that moment when you’re trying to get ready in a tiny bathroom and the door keeps getting in your way? I lived that nightmare for months in our…
I spent three months basically doing my makeup in the dark, and I’m not being dramatic. Well, maybe a little dramatic, but seriously – the lighting situation above our bathroom…
The water damage behind our bathroom sink had reached the point where Phil started calling it “the UK” because honestly, it did look like a map of Britain if you…
The moment I stepped into Sarah’s bathroom last spring, something clicked. Not in an obvious, dramatic way – more like this quiet recognition that everything just worked. The black vanity…
Right, so picture this: I’m standing in my bathroom last Tuesday morning, electric toothbrush buzzing away, when I catch sight of the spare loo roll balanced precariously on top of…
The first time I stayed in a decent hotel during a school trip to Edinburgh, I spent way too long in the shower. Not because I was enjoying some spa…
Right, so picture this – I’m standing in my bathroom last month, soaking wet from the shower, and I open what used to be our towel cupboard only to have…