la baignoire, la salle de bain, la salle d’eau, la salle de douche.
Long term readers will be familiar with our original “bathroom ” facilities at the French village house.
Originally, we had top left- this lovely toilet, set handily right behind the front door.It was set at a drunken angle, it wasn’t attached to the floor, and the only hand washing facility was the bucket hanging off the single cold tap in what was the garage opposite. I think the only reason that there was a tap in there is that the garage was the kitchen until about seventy years ago. This toilet was “off grid” for two years whilst we wrestled with plumbing and room layouts.
On the second floor, we had a sort of shower room- right- which was about 22 feet long and maybe four feet wide. The view above shows the “business” end, with a washbasin and (hidden) an alcove with a shower in it.
The basin has always been connected, one way or another, but the shower was off grid for a year , then cold water only for a further three (YES I KNOW! WE WERE MAD!)
The only window was set right at the other end,hence the stygian gloom. Over the shower dangled a bulb on bare wire…. To avoid boring you all rigid, here are a few links to earlier posts showing partial development of these two areas.
The long process of sorting plumbing, and the right spaces for it has given Trevor more angst than all the lack of lighting and sockets, the constant dust and debris, wondering about windows, walls, doorways and major structural projects we have endured put together.
Having survived these privations, anything is a bonus, so I was amused when I read the latest post from my fellow blogger https://poshbirdyblog.wordpress.com/ who is about to complete purchase of a beautiful mammoth project of a house just down the Aude road from ourselves. She speculates whether the toilet will work.
For the sake of your sanity and your marriage m’dear, I truly hope it does.