I came home from Devon to find the upstairs toilet door missing.
Last weekend, after it had been hanging off its hinges for two years, Husband repaired it. He obviously did a brilliant job as it then fell apart.
This morning I sat on the downstairs toilet and the seat broke.
I'm thinking of going back to Devon ...
3 comments:
Some days are just like that Liz.
Hope the crack didn't pinch "your" seat...lol
Especially in this house, dragonstar!
No, but it made me jump, leslie!
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