While we changed the worktops in the kitchen, the fridge was banished to the bathroom, where we danced round it, trying not to get any of the decades worth of dusty grease on our clothes in passing.
In the end, DB had a bath while I bathed (= scrubbed) the fridge ;).
Both looked and felt (and smelled ;)) a whole lot better for it!
When I lived in a shared house, years ago, we only had a shower. The bath had been disconnected and was full of plants. I used to long for the chance to have a bath. Now I live in a house with a bath, I wish we had a shower.…
Awesome stuff. *** DB's folks came back from their holiday this week*. They are firm believers in bringing back presents. I am apparently difficult to buy I've-been-on-holiday presents for. I don't drink (much), smoke or wear perfume (much). Last time, I got a fridge magnet with very small photos of…
Yep, that’s what bathing does for one, be it person, fridge , dog or cat!