Tuesday, October 25, 2005

The Wet Room

From the very first Bert was determined on having a wet room in this house. For those who find the term unfamiliar a wet room is a shower room where the shower itself is not enclosed by cubicle walls. You just stand there and the water goes down a drain in the floor. The floors are slightly sloped to facilitate this. At first I didn’t see the point of it. And Pearlie - well she totally hates the wet room. This room, that was once part of her cosy dry kitchen where she sat every day feeding the Rayburn with turf. And now? Now it’s a nasty tiled and panelled wet room where you take off all your clothes and stand foundered while horrible wet water lashes all over you. Pearlie hates all activities that involve divesting herself of the garments. She even hates having to take her apron off. This is probably one of the reasons why Bert’s an only child.

But it turns out that the wet room is totally amazing. I’ve never experienced a better shower anywhere. Not even in America. Bert was so right to insist upon it.

And now we have found another use for it. That bloody Harry de Cat has gone back to his bad old ways. The brute has pissed on Hannah’s bed. The wet room has turned out to be the perfect place to launder duvets. We have lashings of hot water and splashes don’t matter. Bert enjoyed it so much he said that he might start taking in washing.

And if Harry de Cat keeps up this pissing lark we might start bringing him in with us to share a shower. He’d like that.

3 comments:

Ronni said...

My cats always get pissy with a move. They are such conservative creatures!

Lost Identity said...

What a great idea! I'd love to see a picture of the wet room.

Nelly said...

Ronni - Harry de Cat cost us a fortune in duvets the last time.

LI - do you want to see a picture of Harry taking a shower?