My "holiday" the other week ended up as a gardening week at the daughters ..after a typical Gness type entrance.....
A long journey and all I wanted was a glass of red and a shower...her new bathroom hasn't been fitted...thankfully....so I decided to conquer the temperamental existing one.
Could I get the water temperature to stay constant...so I turned off the shower thinking I would put my head under the mixer tap.... but the shower head was trickling cold water on my back.
My mistake was to lay the shower head in the sink...facing up.....within minutes the mixer tap went off and all the demons from hell entered the shower head.
The hose snaked around the bathroom at a speed you wouldn't believe...the shower head hitting every piece of porcelain it could find....spraying freezing cold water.
Now...a sensible person would have turned off the taps.....not me....I fell out of the bath and in an attempt to grab the shower head.....I grabbed the towel rail.
Have you any idea how much plaster comes away from the wall when you swing on a towel rail and pull it off?.....Lots....
I ended up sitting naked in a puddle of now pink soapy and freezing water with the towel rail in one hand the the demolished shower head in the other thinking.....oh knickers!...this will take some explaining....☻
But I have been forgiven.....the daughter has emailed asking if I would like to join her and a friend in a cottage for a week as a thank you for the garden!
Tony.....she's my daughter....she has a garage full of tools of all sorts.... the towel rail was fixed...and a new shower head bought and connected before I had got the plaster off my bott......xx