I thought that this blog was looking a bit sparse so today I'm treating you to some photos of our bathroom, you lucky people!Our bathroom is just one of the many reasons we are mad at our landlord. When the estate agent was showing us around the house before we moved in, there were quite a few things we pointed out that needed fixing before we moved in. One was the fact that the carpets were desperate need of a deep-clean. Another was that the previous tenants had left all kinds of rubbish behind. Still another was that the bathroom window was cracked and needed to be replaced. "Oh yeah, no problem, that'll all be sorted before you move in" our estate agent assured us. (Little did we know then that no-one from that particular North London-based property shop was to be trusted, but you live and learn!).
Needless to say, none of these things had been resolved when we moved in and, what's more, we resorted to cleaning all the previous tenants' crap up ourselves as Mr. N "didn't have time to do it". Thanks a lot! We kept pestering him about the bathroom window though, as not only was it cracked and
therefore dangerous, but it was also locked and we had no keys to open it. With our pathetic extractor fan we just knew that before long the bathroom would be an unmanageable mould-fest....Well, the photo top-left gives you an idea of what the bathroom looks like now. That lovely green stain on the window-sill isn't spilled shampoo...Mr. N's excuse was that he was busy renovating another of his properties and so wouldn't be able to get anyone to help us for a few weeks. With some pestering, and after firmly pointing out that his current tenants should be his priority, not an empty house, he finally draughted in his dodgy mate Nick the Greek to repaint the bathroom, but even the Nick said "course, this is justa cuvverrup job really. What ya needta do is get that winda fixed really, uvvawise all that mould'll just come back". A true modern-day prophet, that Nick.
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