Okay, I admit it.
I LOVE assembling flatpack furniture. As long as one has an electric screwdriver and space to lay out all the components and parts, its a breeze. I refuse to belong to that stereotype categorising women as being unable to read maps or build furniture.
I’m back in France and spent a happy couple of hours today assembling a suitable disguise for a very ugly loo. Maybe one day I will write a book entitled : ‘ How to renovate bathrooms in France with a French plumber who doesn’t speak a word of English ‘. The short answer to this is NEVER. ( I should hasten to add that I don’t speak a syllable of French ). Long story short, said plumber connected 2 loos to a single outlet pipe without placing a non return valve on the one loo which resulted in all the waste from the one loo depositing itself in the other loo. ( The cause of heated arguments with accusations of people failing to flush said loo etc . The whole situation was starting to stink ). Monsieur le plombiere returned , clearly not happy and being so proficient and expert in his job had this solution. He moved the loo away from the wall, elevated it on a plinth and attached a long and extremely ugly extra waste pipe to the existing pipe. So whilst the waste could now no longer be flushed back into this loo, we now had a loo placed in the middle of the floor looking and feeling like a very unsightly and uncomfortable throne.
You enter the bathroom with this sight facing you. My only solution now was to find a way to try disguise this eyesore and hopefully fool our guests into thinking that it has been purposely built this way – ( heavy reliance on the old ‘ French houses are so quirky ‘ sort of thing ). We a) can’t afford to have something custom made and b) are not prepared to go down the same English/French language barrier pantomime again.
Hence the flat pack rescue operation/ solution.
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Voilà. Très magnifique!
