Peace at last (From Swindon Advertiser)

Peace at last

10:37am Sunday 26th October 2008

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We have spent the day doing a spot of decorating here at the shoe. Our bathroom has been a bone of contention for quite some time. It is a very small room and due to the amount of heavy usage it gets, we have suffered a mould problem. It was only decorated a few years ago, but alas it needed scrubbing and repainting yet again.

This time around I had grand ideas for the small room, including a new deluxe bathroom cabinet and pine bath panel (anything to take the eye away from the council installed loo -refer to picture one.

I also concluded that it was also time to invest in a new bathroom blind. Our standard blue Argos blind was looking a tad faded and there were several white smears / stains on it (I am sure the kids have been doing target practice on it with the toothpaste, although I have yet to catch them.)

I decided to do a spot of online browsing, in an attempt to find something different / quirky for our bathroom window. The first blind that I found had a huge, window sized duck on it. I decided against this as I thought it might freak Alfie out. So next was the “beach scenes” selection of blinds. I found one entitled “Peace At Last” Myself and Mr Wolf thought it was a definite winner in the blinds stakes. BUT When having a “relaxing” bath earlier on in the evening, after a hard days decorating, the following events had occurred:

Just as I led fully submerged in the steaming hot water and let out a sigh of bliss, into the bathroom entered youngest Gremlin son.

It was teeth cleaning time. Fine, I could ignore the teeth cleaning session, no problem; I closed my eyes and concentrated on submergence into the warm blissful water. Then…. Alfie decided to spit his toothpaste out into my bath! Ewwww! Not nice. He was given a stern lecture. But I was determined to enjoy my bath, so I closed my eyes tightly and focussed… to hear a familiar “gurgle gurgle" sound. The little bugger had pulled out the plug! I got up and began fishing around to find the plug, in order to reinsert as quickly as possible without losing too much of my precious hot water.

But I was determined to enjoy my bath, so I closed my eyes tightly and focussed… to hear a familiar “gurgle gurgle “sound. The little monster had pulled out the plug!

Mr Wolf then put the offending Gremlin to bed and all was again peaceful in my bathroom until…. in walked youngest daughter. She does it to me every darn time! No matter when I choose to have my bath, that girl is a knocking at the door, pleading to use the loo. She proceeded to spend the next ten minutes sat on the toilet, whilst trying to engage in pleasant conversation (what she would like to dress up as at Halloween and if we were going to have a fireworks party.) This of course was in between grunts and groans and a toxic smell being emitted into the bathroom.

It was at this time that I concluded that this was quite enough of the bathtub bliss and I decided to get out. This was a chilly experience, as the daughter with dire timing had left the bathroom door ajar, letting in some particularly drafty air.

After a brisk, hurried dry with the damp towel (I presume one of them had yet again borrowed my towel) I got out. I refused still to write off indulgence (stubborn is my middle name!) and decided to treat my skin. I proceeded to attempt to rub in some after- bath moisturiser.

It took a while before I realised that my moisturiser did not seem to be sinking into my skin, in fact it felt jolly greasy! I then glanced at the bottle and discovered that I had in actual fact applied body wash/shower gel instead of moisturiser! So it was back into the cold bath to wash it all off before again drying with the now even damper towel!

The words “Bathroom Bliss” where still etched firmly on my lips when I indulged in the online shopping this eve (after putting the cubs to bed and consoling myself with a glass or two of wine, I was again able to again escape into delusional mode.) We spotted this blind with the title “Peace At Last (picture two) and the word “from £15” alongside the enter measurements and then click here for quote. So dutifully, Mr Wolf trekked up the stairs, to measure the bathroom window. We entered the measurement and I clicked on the quote button. The price was an astounding £165!

£165 for a bathroom blind! Outrageous! Especially in the shoe! So it’s back to the Argos basic range. No Peace At Last blind for us!